Pei Ling's voice was perfectly calm, devoid of any threat or anger.
In the past, everyone present would have been a Grand Elder of one of the Nine Great Sects or an ancestor of an Aristocratic Clan. Many among them were unruly and defiant. Even as the Holy Son of the Chongming Sect, there was no way any of them would have taken his words to heart.
But now, after four consecutive victories, the name "Blade Demon" had spread throughout the Five Righteous Sects.
Though he was a junior, in terms of status, he had already begun to stand as an equal to many long-established, renowned Dao Integration cultivators—and might even surpass them!
In the eyes of the Five Righteous Sects, none of his actions could be taken lightly.
And compared to the Five Righteous Sects, the demonic sects, where the strong preyed on the weak, needed even less explanation!
Thus, as soon as Pei Ling finished speaking, Wuchouzi and the other Wushi Villa cultivators immediately said, "Since the Immortal Emperor has spoken, we are all Upper Realm Immortals. We should naturally grant him this small courtesy."
The gray-robed cultivators of the Tower of Reincarnation said nothing, but they did not continue provoking anyone either. They all fell silent.
The Supreme Protectors of the Innate Religion smiled faintly. Ren Jiao, at their head, said in a gentle voice, "We'll give Holy Son Pei face. Today, we won't bother with the false path."
The righteous side glared coldly at the three demonic sects, but made no further sarcastic remarks.
The entire world soon sank into a deathly silence.
Above, powerful auras surged and flourished, each occupying its own territory. The land below, once covered in traps, plague, miasma, curses... was now crisscrossed by Sword Qi, gleaming with light, while Yin Qi