"Damn that Son of the Seven Swords." Nine-Ren Mountain was, after all, a ruthless overlord. Now that the Seven Swords had broken free of their restraints, he had more or less guessed at a certain possibility.
The successive Sons of the Seven Swords whom he had secretly harmed had long since guarded against him. Even after they perished, they had still left certain contingencies behind.
For years, one Son of the Seven Swords after another had fallen to Nine-Ren Mountain's schemes. This had instilled a habitual way of thinking in him: he believed that he was the master of Nine Central City and could control everything.
The sudden turn of events made him realize that all his years of planning had long since been stabbed through by a gaping hole, and he had remained completely unaware. Nine-Ren Mountain was naturally consumed by fury.
The Nine Extremes Peak, whose aura had once again climbed to its zenith, came crushing down upon Lotus Avatar.
"What's going on?" The several Golden Immortal-level fiends watching the battle were each astonished. The sword intent that had suddenly erupted and shot across the heavens made even those Golden Immortal-level fiends feel a chill in their hearts.
"That nameless Sword Immortal had prepared another move. To bring it out only now—he's got some nerve," the Purple-Azure Darkflame Tiger said in a low voice.
"Looks like another change is about to occur in the battle between the two of them. Still, this is just as well. The more fiercely they fight, the greater the damage they inflict on each other. Our later assault on Nine Central City should go relatively smoothly."
Eroding Slaughter Heart Demon spoke in a sinister voice. Only by entering Nine Central City and spreading heart demons on a massive scale could he possibly advance