Kong Feng had never expected that he would find a way out of a desperate situation. He understood even better that he must not provoke the devil at this moment, and waited to see how the devil would handle the crisis before him.
At the same time, he did not forget to send a mental transmission, making weighty promises.
Although the East Sea was a lawless land, beyond the reach of the Sacred Court's light, the Sacred Court's power was still the greatest in this world. Put to good use, it was more than enough to dominate the East Sea.
What was more, Kong Feng understood people's hearts well. As he made his promises, he did not forget to remind everyone of two things.
First, the glory that would follow from killing Wang Qianqiu.
Second, Wang Qianqiu had slaughtered his way across the land, and who knew how much wealth was stored in his Sumeru Ring? It was practically a moving treasure trove.
For a moment, every cultivator felt their blood surge, yet their heads remained clear.
No one doubted Wang Qianqiu's strength. No one would be foolish enough to fight him one-on-one, nor would anyone be stupid enough to break formation.
Ever since the three groups had arrived, they had maintained their formations, ready to attack at any moment.
"If you intend to fight, then let those at the head of each group give their names. I won't have nameless ghosts dying by my sword."
Xu Yi said coldly.
He was fanning the flames.
Even with Seven Thousand Swords in his possession, the situation before him was extremely dangerous.
If the three formations surrounded him, he might be able to break through, but it would not be easy. One wrong move, and things could go badly.
He had to