"Luo Yongdan, how dare you call us a second-rate sect! If you dare bring the immortal soldiers of an entire valley here, my Carefree Sword Dao won't stand idly by!" Bu Yuxin retorted coldly.
"Heh heh, to be honest, I never intended to take the Carefree Sword Dao seriously, even if you came. How far is your Carefree Sword Dao from our Carefree Immortal Valley? I'm afraid it would take you nearly a month to get here, wouldn't it? A month... By then, the Nine Heavens Divine Sword Sect would have long since been wiped out!" Luo Yongdan sneered sinisterly.
"Absurd nonsense! A major sect has accumulated its foundation over countless years. How could it be destroyed just like that? Could it really be so easy?" Bu Yuxin argued forcefully. Smiling Qianjian, his body covered in wounds, stood beside her with a grim face. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his expression froze. "Are you saying Valley Master Luo harbored evil intentions long ago and ambushed disciples outside my sect?"
Smiling Qianjian's words shocked every one of us. Some of the elders even showed fear on their faces. I hurriedly asked Wang Nan about the Carefree Immortal Valley's standing among the Demon Race. In response, he merely held up one finger, leaving me staring in stunned silence.
Not to mention that the Nine Heavens Divine Sword Sect was now a wounded tiger—even at its peak, it might not have been able to survive a head-on clash with the Carefree Immortal Valley. After all, Wanzhou was a place where strange beings gathered in droves. The strength of its monsters was somewhat greater than that of humans, so it all made perfect sense.
Smiling Qianjian hesitated, and Bu Yuxin hesitated as well. My face was deathly pale, but I couldn't