Banners snapped in the wind. Atop the colossal black flagship, a great standard crackled loudly, bearing the two words "Netherdark," its domineering aura seeming to spill from the fabric.
As the flagship appeared, the surrounding palace flagships and accompanying vessels followed close behind. Their numbers formed a dark, crushing mass, as though the entire Netherdark Sacred Domain had come out in full force!
The Azure Heaven Sword Domain disciples who had just escaped disaster felt their hearts sink to rock bottom. This roller-coaster turn of events made every breath weigh heavier.
Beneath the great standard stood a woman in purple robes, her hair alternating between violet and black. She looked only a little over twenty, yet the emotional currents in her deep eyes made her seem like an ancient monster who had lived for centuries.
"Spiritfall Storm's second movement—so that old fellow Star must have fallen, then?" the woman said gravely.
Her voice was like a hammer striking calm space, instantly carrying so far that no one nearby could fail to hear it.
"Feng Chuan, it's the Netherdark Ancestor!"
"The Netherdark Ancestor really came!"
"They're treating our Azure Heaven Sword Domain like mere decoration! They actually secretly set up a teleportation array nearby!"
"Our Sword Domain was infiltrated until it became a sieve long ago! During the battle just now, several peaks clearly defected to the enemy!"
The Star Sword Domain and the Netherdark Sacred Domain are in cahoots!"
"It's over. They've joined forces—we're truly finished this time!"
"Even if the Star Ancestor has fallen, Netherdark's Supreme Saint Lord is no match for the Star Sword Domain's Supreme Sword Lord!"
The disciples all broke into heated discussion. They had only just survived a desperate battle, and now enemy reinforcements had arrived. It was impossible not to despair.
Yun Xuange and