Hundreds of Nine Tribulation Dao Realm martial artists from the Heng Province Alliance sneaked around the Sword Hiding Hermitage.
"The Myriad Formation Banner? Wasn't it in Senior Brother Wu Shanyu's hands? How did it end up here?"
"Everyone, don't panic. The Myriad Formation Banner can only unleash its tremendous might when driven at full force. It's currently in a defensive state, so its power isn't strong. We can break through some of the formations and sneak into the mountain."
The Heng Province Alliance martial artists methodically broke through the formations on the Myriad Formation Banner and infiltrated the area around the Sword Hiding Hermitage.
What they did not know was that while they were making their move, hundreds of people were secretly observing their every action in the night sky above the Sword Hiding Hermitage. Among them was Elder Li, along with other experts from the Thirteen Provinces Alliance.
There was also a middle-aged man dressed in a scholar's long robe. Elegant and dashing, he sat atop a mass of dark clouds, reclining sideways as he sipped a little wine and stared gravely into the mountain. This man was none other than the headmaster of the Eternal Devil Sect.
However, the headmaster had concealed his aura exceptionally well and had not been noticed by anyone else. Even Elder Li had no idea that the headmaster was here.
Inside the Sword Hiding Hermitage, Zhou Xi and Sun Yao had already returned to rest.
Lin Bai and Li Yumen were still sitting beside Moon Gazing Pond, drinking and laughing together.
"A kindred spirit, a kindred spirit! Brother Qing Luo, I really love chatting with you. Being with you is far more interesting than being with Xiao Ji."
"Come, come, let's drink."
Li Yumen was somewhat drunk. His whole face was flushed with