The scene was utterly chaotic. Countless cultivators discovered the battle that had taken place here and prepared to leave the city to provide reinforcements, but when they saw that we were all old monsters in the Spirit Transformation Realm, they halted in their tracks.
Zhou Qiping's words made Duanmu Yao hesitate. After all, she had previously traveled through the strata with me, and I had behaved with courtesy and grace. She probably felt that I wasn't a bad person either. But Ruan Left Emissary beside her immediately said, "Saintess, I think these people really did come here to cause trouble. After all, they won't even let us try. They're clearly trying to stop Fellow Daoist Zu and the others from activating the formation by force, so they can accomplish their unspeakable secret!"
"That's right! If we don't stop them now, something will happen very soon!" Right Emissary also joined in.
Duanmu Yao still hesitated. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Let's watch a little longer..."
Long Xuantian was now a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm. Clad in golden armor and a scarlet cloak, he possessed a Godhead, and the golden halo behind him that represented it shone brilliantly. With a golden, jewel-encrusted longsword in hand and a weathered black-and-white topknot, he looked just like a divine general of justice! His eyes were also firm and unyielding. If not for all the vile deeds he had committed back then, he would indeed have been bewildering enough to lose oneself in!
Xijun wore a deep-red rainbow dress trimmed in gold. Her hair was adorned with golden ornaments, and gold accents embellished her brows and eyes. Her pupils had turned crimson at this moment. Though incomparably noble, she also carried a uniquely demonic beauty. As both her hands danced through the air, she