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Seeing that all eight sects had agreed without exception, Su Lijing looked slightly astonished. Then he quickly furrowed his brow.

Pei Ling had displayed far too much strength!

Knowing they had no chance of winning, the Eight Sects would rather offer up a portion of Dao essence than let their carefully nurtured disciples perish on the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder.

Knowing he couldn't rush things, Su Lijing thought for a moment. Seeing Pei Ling take another step forward, now only nine tiers away from the Holy Son's Blood Seat, he suddenly burst into laughter and looked toward the Liulan Dynasty. In a clear voice, he said, "Prince Wu, Pei Ling is young and reckless. He has entered your dynasty's territory many times and slaughtered entire cities and clans. Just the other day, he nearly boiled a City Lord's Wife alive in public."

"Now this disciple is climbing the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder without even a protector by his side, yet your dynasty doesn't dare avenge itself. Surely that disgraces the dignity of an imperial dynasty."

"And if word gets out, won't that also break the hearts of the people he slaughtered, and the City Lord's Wife?"

Next, he turned toward Jiuyi Mountain and smiled faintly. "I heard that the day Jiuyi Mountain arrived at our sect, you asked about challenging the Blood Ladder. Pei Ling has now spent almost all his strength on the Ten Thousand Races Blood Ladder. There's barely anything left."

"Jiuyi Mountain is supposedly the leader of the False Dao. What is this? Are you afraid now?"

Then Su Lijing addressed the swordsmen of the Cold Abyss Sword Sect. "The Cold Abyss Sword Sect has always prided itself on its disciples' pure hearts, seeking nothing but the sword amid the myriad arts of the world—using