Return to the Sect and the Enfeoffment Festival

"Poisonous Snake King!"

Lin Langtian looked at the sharp-faced, gaunt man with the cold, sinister aura and frowned slightly.

He had not expected Earth Desolate Hall to deploy two King-level Experts this time. Though Poisonous Snake King was weaker than Ice River King, he had clearly reached the peak of Fifth Grade Supreme and was even slightly stronger than Huang Buxiu.

"Poisonous Snake King, does Earth Desolate Hall truly intend to wage war against Qiankun Sect?" Jiang Yinlan looked toward the crimson-robed figure and asked coldly.

"Hisss..."

Poisonous Snake King seemed to smile. His laughter actually sounded like a snake's hiss as he sneered, "Qiankun Sect is nothing but a declining wreck. There will no longer be any place for you on the Qiankun Continent."

At those words, Jiang Yinlan and Lin Langtian's expressions both turned rather ugly.

It seemed the other side had them completely figured out.

"Hmph, Earth Desolate Hall sure talks big. If you want to take someone from Qiankun Sect's hands, I'm afraid you're daydreaming!"

However, just as the Two Kings of Earth Desolate Hall were pressing forward aggressively, a cold snort suddenly rang out between heaven and earth.

A sharp spear intent seemed to surge from the distant skies behind them. A Spear Shadow flashed into view at the edge of the horizon, and within several breaths, it had arrived between heaven and earth.

Countless gazes turned toward it.

They saw a man in a long robe, apparently middle-aged, with a square face and an extraordinarily robust aura. A golden spear was slung across his back.

His aura was not the least bit inferior to Ice River King's, and even faintly surpassed it by a fraction.

The moment he appeared between heaven and earth, powerful spear intent swept wildly outward.

"That is... Qiankun Sect's Spear