As time passed, more and more powerful figures gathered around the outskirts of the High Heaven Court.
Those who could arrive in such a short time were basically Ancestral Immortals from the nearby territories. Each had their own forces and naturally did not wish to see another faction grow too powerful! Besides, they had no ties with Zhong Shan. Other than a few Rogue Cultivators, everyone else was naturally eager for Da Zheng to perish. At a time like this, they would not help Da Zheng—instead, they would kick it while it was down.
The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for Da Zheng.
There were still two Sages in the sky. How could Zhong Shan unravel this deadlock?
Ying Huo and Mi Tian looked up at the sky. Neither was anxious, because they both knew that the longer this dragged on, the worse it would be for Zhong Shan.
In the sky, the twelve powerful figures led by Heavenly God Son, who were refining demons with their bodies, officially clashed with Tian Zhouzi and the others.
This group of three-eyed powerhouses truly lived up to their reputation. Each one fought two Ancestral Immortals, while six three-eyed powerhouses battled Tian Zhouzi.
Countless stars shattered, and the starry sky collapsed. The powerful collisions left even the two Sages stunned.
Da Zheng—Da Zheng truly could not be underestimated. In this inconspicuous place called Northern Continent, how had this inconspicuous little Sacred Court produced such a group of freaks?
The two Sages lowered their heads and looked at Zhong Shan. Mi Tian and Ying Huo also regarded him with growing solemnity.
"Zhong Shan, do you still have any more of these monsters who refine demons with their bodies?" Mitian Sage asked in a deep voice.
It was not only Mitian Sage. Almost everyone suddenly