The Setting Sun Divine Palace had joined the fray.
More than seven hundred Dao Sages from the Eastern Domain, Southern Border, and Western Wastes had joined forces to attack.
The scale of it was staggering.
Even Moon-Tide Dao Sage and the others inside the formation's Barrier felt their hearts quail.
It was a stirring sight, one that greatly boosted Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley's morale, but all of it rested on Li Yun's strength alone.
If Li Yun could not hold out, then wouldn't that mean...
They did not dare imagine the consequences.
Forget Moon-Tide Dao Sage. Even if Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley's original founding Ancestor were still alive, he probably could never have imagined that the valley he had founded with his own hands would one day be besieged by more than seven hundred Dao Sages!
There was only one word for it: terrifying!
Yet Li Yun's composure had not changed from beginning to end.
He continued drinking as he watched everything outside with keen interest.
Now and then, his gaze swept toward the center, as though he were waiting for something.
At the border between the Southern Border and Central Prefecture, many people from the four Imperial Dynasties had gathered. They, too, clearly sensed that something was off.
"Good grief, that man inside Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley seems to be looking at us."
"What does he mean by that?"
"Why do I feel like there's anticipation in his eyes when he looks at us? Am I imagining it, or is that bastard really that arrogant?"
"More than seven hundred Dao Sages from the Eastern Domain, Western Wastes, and Southern Border are attacking him, and he still doesn't find it exciting enough? Is he hoping we'll join in too?"
Purple Peak Dao Sage of the Zixiao Imperial