The Twelve Lotus Platform Great Protector looked at the crowd struggling to hold on.
His eyes were filled with mockery and smug satisfaction.
"Jiang Qinghuang has gone mad."
"With just ten Divine Mansion Realm cultivators and a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, she dares attack my Great Snow Mountain?"
The Divine Mansion Realm cultivators beside him heard this.
They burst into laughter.
"Enough. Don't give them any chances. End this quickly."
"Yes, Great Lotus Platform!"
All eighteen attacked at once.
Divine Mansion Worlds rose one after another behind them.
On Great Zhou's side.
The faces of the ten Divine Mansion Realm cultivators all turned pale.
"Sh-should we run?"
A Great Zhou Divine Mansion Realm cultivator saw this scene.
His voice trembled slightly.
"Run? We've already been surrounded by these rebels. Where could we possibly run?"
"Besides, even if we escaped, would Princess Royal spare us? When that time comes, not only will you die, your entire nine clans will suffer with you."
As soon as those words were spoken.
The thought of fleeing was instantly extinguished in everyone's hearts.
"The only thing we can do now is fight them to the death."
The black-robed Attendant shouted.
Everyone gritted their teeth.
A resolute look flashed through their eyes.
Just as they were preparing to risk everything and fight for their lives.
A sudden change erupted.
The Twelve Lotus Platform Great Protector's movements abruptly froze.
He only felt a searing pain in his chest.
He slowly lowered his head.
There, before his chest.
A treasured sword had pierced in through his back and run straight through his chest.
The entire sky fell silent for an instant.
The Great Protector turned his head in disbelief.
Behind him.
Stood a gaunt-faced old man.
"S-Sui Tianbo, what... what are you doing?"
Great Lotus