A Choice True to His Heart (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

Another day passed, and the Cold Abyss Sword Sect arrived.

Flying swords streaked across the sky. Thirty thousand streams of Sword Qi roared like dragons, surging through the air. Wherever they passed, all techniques were annihilated!

"Sword God, it's been many years. Do you still remember an old friend?" The Innate Religion Leader stood in midair and greeted him with a smile.

As he spoke, the golden crown atop his head blazed with countless rays of light, blocking the surging tide of Sword Qi.

With Yanxi City and the Cold Abyss Sword Sect's arrival, the situation at Jiuyi Mountain gradually stabilized.

That evening, Suzhen Heaven and the Liulan Dynasty arrived one after another, weary from their journey.

At that moment, Su Lijing rose from his seat inside the Flying Palace and looked at Li Wujiu. "Stop those two hypocritical Daoist sects. Don't let them tarnish the Sacred Sect's reputation."

Li Wujiu bowed solemnly. "Yes."

Su Lijing vanished in an instant. From the heavens came the distinctive fluctuations of Chongming Sect's magic arts. Space collapsed, curses surged like a tide, and corpse aura billowed forth like a vast ocean, spreading unchecked.

As ink-dark clouds rolled, enormous flower branches slowly rose, their radiant splendor like a golden crow hanging in the sky.

The heads of the three sects met—and without a word, went straight to war!

Li Wujiu glanced up at the sky, his expression gloomy, but immediately sent a message by talisman: "Mobilize our people. Follow me to hold back the reinforcements from Suzhen Heaven and the Liulan Dynasty."

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Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the wilderness outside a small town at the border between Jiuyi Mountain and Yanxi City, all was silent.

Pei Ling expressionlessly formed hand seals. A moment later, a chime rang by