Lin Taichu and the others could only barely hold on with their exceptional strength. If they had faced a single enemy, or even a group of enemies, they might not have feared them. But they were now facing enemies numbering in the hundreds of times their own, and the pressure suddenly increased greatly. Danger lurked at every turn.
"Hahaha, Lin Taichu, you won't escape today even if you grow wings!" A thunderous voice came from behind them. The Netherworld Sect Master, Netherworld True Monarch, hurried over with five or six elders, glaring at them with murderous intent.
"Netherworld True Monarch, I didn't expect you to come in person," Lin Taichu said flatly.
"You wiped out so many of my Netherworld Sect's elite disciples. How could I not come?" Netherworld True Monarch stared coldly at them and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, who exactly are you, and why are you opposing my Netherworld Sect?"
"Netherworld True Monarch, we're not fools. Why would we tell you?" Lin Taichu sneered. "If you know what's good for you, let us leave peacefully. Otherwise, don't blame us for fighting to the death!"
Netherworld True Monarch laughed in fury. "Do you think I'm afraid of you?" With a shake of his arm, the longsword in his hand erupted with countless rays of light. He pounced at Lin Taichu and the others like a bloodthirsty beast.
"Kill!" The other elders roared and charged forward.
Lin Taichu's expression darkened as he met Netherworld True Monarch head-on and became entangled in battle with him. His figure was nimble and graceful as he constantly dodged Netherworld True Monarch's attacks while seeking chances to strike back.
However, Netherworld True Monarch was clearly stronger than Lin Taichu, and Lin Taichu's defenses were utterly useless.
Netherworld True Monarch sneered. His longsword