Little Zhu began his attack. Flames and thick smoke billowed everywhere, shrouding Ten Thousand Swords Cliff in panic, while Dongfang Bo pulled Ling Tian close and shielded him. Unlike Ling Tian, who appeared "panicked," Dongfang Bo was quite calm. He knew how terrifying a loose immortal was; a savage beast in the late Tribulation Crossing Stage still couldn't topple this place.
At Wen Yan's words, Ling Tian sneered inwardly, but said nothing. Like everyone else, he turned to watch Little Zhu.
Grand Elder Li and four other Tribulation Crossing Stage experts surrounded Little Zhu. Three of them were in the middle stage and two in the early stage, their strength astonishing. With a wave of their hands, Tribulation Crossing Stage cultivators could unleash terrifying power—especially those of Ten Thousand Swords Cliff, renowned for their overwhelming attacks.
All five cultivators summoned their Sword Embryos. Brilliant sword rays shot forth, their sword intent cold and murderous, their killing force shaking the heavens. Even Ling Tian, dozens of miles away, felt his heart pound. He sighed inwardly at the astonishing strength of Tribulation Crossing Stage cultivators.
Their Sword Embryos swept through the air, sending Spiritual Energy Swords streaking toward Little Zhu, intent on killing him.
But Little Zhu didn't dodge the murderous Spiritual Energy Swords at all. Thick flames, as viscous as lava, rolled over his vermilion skin. The Spiritual Energy Swords that neared him caught fire, and by the time they reached his side, they had already been reduced to nothing. The swords' overwhelming sword intent was completely useless against Little Zhu, who excelled at Soul Attacks.
Suddenly, Little Zhu's long tongue lashed out like lightning, sweeping toward the cultivator nearest to him. His scorching tongue was enormous, sweeping across like a mountain. Before it even arrived, its fearsome presence was already