This time, only nine Late Saint God Realm experts had come. Although they were top-tier, they were not the full foundation of the nine great forces.
Especially the forces ranked in the top three—each had a true Saint God Realm Peak ancestor presiding over it.
After suffering such a huge loss this time, how could they possibly swallow their anger?
"I understand." Ancestor Ganlong's gaze was deep.
"If they dare come again, I'll make sure they never return!"
His voice was calm, yet it carried a chilling killing intent and confidence.
"However, the sect's defenses truly need to be strengthened." Ancestor Ganlong glanced at the damaged Mountain Protecting Array below.
"That's right. It's time to reinforce it." Yang Lingtian nodded.
"I'll repair and reinforce the Mountain Protecting Array. At the same time, I'll activate every defensive restriction and have all disciples and elders enter a state of preparedness."
Soon after, the celebratory atmosphere within the sect was swiftly replaced by a tense, murderous atmosphere of preparation for battle.
Everyone understood that the true crisis might only have just begun.
At the same time, on the other side of Azure Domain in Eastern Continent.
Within a hidden palace in the void, nine battered figures appeared one after another inside the main hall.
They were Jian Wuji and the other eight who had just fled back from the Chaos Sacred Sect.
At that moment, their auras were feeble and their faces pale.
The injuries on their bodies were horrifying to behold. They no longer possessed the arrogant swagger they had shown when surrounding Ancestor Ganlong.
The atmosphere in the main hall was oppressive to the extreme.
Silence—a deathly silence.
After a long while, Jian Wuji finally raised his head, his eyes filled with humiliation and unwillingness.
"What a disgrace! This is practically