"Once this matter is over, I shall give you all the spirit stones I have accumulated over thousands of years to divide among yourselves."
At these words, all the White Lotus Sect elders looked tempted.
After all, Chen Tianjun was the White Lotus Sect's leader, commanding a major power. His savings from thousands of years were no small sum.
Things had come to this: on one side stood the Demon Suppression Guards, sharpening their blades, and on the other stood their "generous" sect leader, Chen Tianjun.
The White Lotus Sect's Nirvana Realm elders, hall masters, protectors, and others had little choice in the matter.
They could only follow this road to its end.
The hesitation in the elders' eyes vanished completely, replaced by greed and ruthlessness.
The spirit stones a major power had accumulated over thousands of years were enough to make them brave the danger. Besides, they were already riding a tiger and could not dismount. Only by fighting with all their strength to kill the Demon Suppression Guards could they preserve their lives and escape imprisonment.
"We are willing to fight alongside Sect Leader Chen."
Dozens of White Lotus Sect elders and protectors shouted in unison, their voices shaking the platform halfway up the mountain. Their Nirvana Realm auras erupted in full, forming a powerful pressure that bore down on the Demon Suppression Guards.
Chen Tianjun nodded in satisfaction. His gaze returned to Zhang Bo, and a provocative smile curled his lips. He shifted slightly, spiritual light surging around him, and challenged Zhang Bo with arrogance in his voice.
"Thousand-Man Commander Zhang Bo, judging by your deep, steady aura, I imagine you are also in the Dharma Manifestation Realm. Since today's matter cannot be settled amicably, why don't we pit soldiers against soldiers and kings against kings, and