Subduing

Zhang Cangwu, Xiao Jinfeng, and the other seven Sword Envoy Spirits formed a circle and discussed in low voices.

Before long, the time it took to drink a cup of tea had passed. Jiang Ping'an called out brightly, "Have you all considered it?"

Xiao Jinfeng cursed at Jiang Ping'an, "Over two hundred years ago, the three Golden Core True Lords of the Azure Origin Sect led tens of thousands of people to our borders, yet our Profound Firmament Sword Sect fought to the death without retreating. And today, with just a few words from a mere Qi Refining Realm cultivator like you, you think you can make us willingly submit to your enslavement? Dream on!!!"

"Men of the Profound Firmament Sword Sect, kill!!!"

With a roar, it charged at Jiang Ping'an first.

The other Sword Envoy Spirits and all the Sword Wraiths immediately followed, swooping toward Jiang Ping'an like a raging torrent.

The Sword Envoy Spirits and Sword Wraiths under Jiang Ping'an's command immediately resisted with all their strength.

Jiang Ping'an stood at the center of the circular formation and was safe for the moment. He was somewhat surprised, but also felt that it was only to be expected.

The battle continued for the time it took to drink half a cup of tea. Jiang Ping'an discovered that the Sword Wraiths under his command were beginning to falter.

These native Sword Envoy Spirits and Sword Wraiths had already been driven into a corner. They attacked without regard for anything, refusing to retreat even after being beaten into scattered forms.

Jiang Ping'an raised the Mystic Nether Spirit Controlling Banner and waved it. Rings of yin wind spread in all directions, the yin wind howling while ten thousand souls wept in grief, forming the Nine Nether Underworld Domain. Within the Nine Nether