After hearing Divine Emperor's arrangements, the nine disciples of Sacred Heart Sect said little. They left the sect and headed for the Sacred Ruins Abyss at top speed. They made no effort to conceal their strength, and they were moving fast. It wouldn't be long before they arrived.
The nine disciples of Sacred Heart Sect traveling in such a grand procession naturally drew plenty of attention. The cultivators of Dark Pavilion and Mist Hidden Sect, in particular, immediately sent word back to their sects. Wu Yi, An Shun, and the others soon learned of it as well.
"Heh, once they learned that Thunder Strike Sect's cultivators had made their move, Sacred Heart Sect really couldn't sit still. Soon, they'll be fighting Thunder Strike Sect tooth and nail. Unless something unexpected happens, both sides will suffer heavy losses, giving us an even better chance." Wu Jin chuckled. Then he looked at Wu Wei and asked, "How many people did Sacred Heart Sect send this time? Did they send everyone?"
Before Wu Wei could answer, he continued, "Sacred Heart Sect is definitely stronger than Thunder Strike Sect, but it has always had the upper hand. If they really did send everyone, they could suppress Thunder Strike Sect once again. I wonder if Thunder Strike Sect's cultivators would have any time left to hunt down Ling Tian and the others then."
At his words, everyone thought of the same concern, and they grew a little worried. After all, if Thunder Strike Sect's cultivators couldn't hold Ling Tian and the others back or capture them, then even if they fought Sacred Heart Sect to the point of mutual destruction, it would mean little to Mist Hidden Sect and the other sects. They would still have almost no chance of snatching the Creation Divine Tree,