To the eyes of the more than two thousand Core Formation cultivators present, the two peak Nascent Soul cultivators were existences impossible to cross.
Although their own side had the advantage in numbers, if the entire Xiao clan came out in force, together with the two peak Nascent Soul cultivators behind them, no one had the slightest confidence that they could withstand them.
"Fellow Daoists, don't panic. With all of our strength combined, what is there to fear from just two people from the Tianhe Sect?" Before Lu Minhe could reply, the old man who had previously fled while piloting the Black Crow Boat suddenly spoke.
As his voice rang out, the people who had been slightly flustered just moments ago immediately steadied themselves again.
Amid the shouts, the cultivators of the various sects moved, and within only a few breaths, they all took up their positions, forming more than twenty battle formations.
Following behind the Rogue Cultivators, Qin Fengming also joined a group of more than twenty cultivators.
"Hmph. Even with you master and disciple here, don't think you can save the Xiao clan today. Fellow Daoists, prepare yourselves."
His eyes narrowed as he looked at Ouyang and his disciple. The stern expression had already returned to Lu Minhe's face. With a wave of his hand in the air, three Nascent Soul cultivators suddenly appeared atop a mountain peak.
All three cultivators wore garments bearing the insignia of the Soul Severing Hall.
With their appearance, ten cannon platforms wrapped in flashes of multicolored light appeared atop the mountain peak.
"Crystal Lightning Cannons? The Soul Severing Hall actually brought out such treasures?"
Everyone present was highly experienced and knowledgeable. They recognized the cannon platforms at a glance, and an uproar immediately rang through the scene.
Qin Fengming was naturally no