"Hua Changdeng!"
"The Ghost Sword Immortal once renowned across the land—has he now been reduced to nothing but bullying the weak with his strength?"
On Lingyu Mountain, after Zhu Yike and Li Fugui were successively soul-seized into the lamp, the next person to step forward was none other than Xiao Kongtong.
Everyone was astonished and turned to look.
At this moment, Xiao Kongtong had shed the shell of the Eighth Sword Immortal and cast off the large sack he always dragged along.
The sack had been handed over to Lei Shuangxing.
Holding the translucent, illusory Kongtong Formless Sword, Xiao Kongtong stood alone at the pass, his fighting spirit soaring as he faced this invincible Holy Emperor head-on.
"He's gone mad! How dare he step out? Even the Moonless Sword Immortal doesn't want to fight!"
"The senior brother of Moon-Joining Immortal City, second among the Seven Sword Immortals, Ba Zunan's prized disciple... yes, he has all those titles, but that's Hua Changdeng! He suppressed him for an entire generation!"
"Isn't he throwing his life away? Why haven't Master Shou and the Eighth Sword Immortal appeared yet? Have they truly become turtles hiding in their shells, relying on their subordinates to hold up the scene?"
"No! Ancient sword cultivators have no upper limit. If it's Xiao Kongtong, perhaps he can do it..."
Some were nervous, some expectant.
Still more merely wanted to watch the show. They remained extremely far away, waiting for the two sides to collide while fearing the aftershocks would reach them.
At this point, after connecting the pieces of the current situation, everyone could see something of what was happening.
Hua Changdeng had come from the Ghost Buddha, while the Time Realm Rift of the Northern Region's Seven Severance Prohibitions had brought down three great Ancestor Gods. Fortunately, Kui