Five Grandmasters Descend! The Black Underworld Sect's World-Shaking Conspiracy!

On the sky, seventy-nine figures hung suspended in the air.

The voice of the leading person was neither loud nor soft, but transmitted through extremely profound internal energy, causing the space to ripple like water waves, evenly spreading in all directions.

Listening to these words, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

It wasn't because of the words mocking Chu Feng, but because of the vast internal energy that filled everyone with dread.

This was the unexplainable fear a low-level martial artist felt towards a high-level martial artist!

Everyone was startled. Eyes on the Immortal Platform looked at the people in the sky, their expressions shifting unpredictably.

The Sect Master of Moon Sword Sect's gaze remained fixed on the dozens of people in the sky. He took a deep breath and said:

"Seventy-four Xiantian?"

He was all too familiar with the auras of these people; they were exactly at the Xiantian Realm, just like him!

One had to know that Xiantian powerhouses were already capable of establishing a sect and becoming a one-sided overlord-level force.

Dozens of them...

Just thinking about such a number was enough to make one's heart tremble.

However, the Sect Master of Moon Sword Sect's attention only lingered on the dozens of black shadows for a moment before shifting to the five people in front of them.

Compared to the dozens of Xiantian, the auras of these five people brought him even more fear and despair.

The Sect Master of Moon Sword Sect's expression grew solemn, his eyebrows and eyes twitching. He muttered to himself:

"No mistake, these five are Grandmasters... Five Grandmasters!"

Even though he had already guessed it, hearing the Sect Master of Moon Sword Sect say it out loud, everyone couldn't help but gasp, their scalps tingling.

Five Grandmasters, dozens of Xiantian!

What a terrifying lineup!

Such a force, even placed within a dynasty, would be a significant presence!

The Sect Master of Mountain Gate Sect's voice trembled slightly:

"When did our Cangzhou produce such a terrifying force?"

The several sect masters beside him all shook their heads. Among them, a female sect master frowned and said:

"With a force of this scale, this old woman has lived in Cangzhou for sixty years, traveled all over Cangzhou, and never heard of it."

"It shouldn't have originated from Cangzhou."

The Sect Master of Mountain Gate Sect replied:

"If it's not a Cangzhou force, then Cangzhou's foundation is simply not enough to cultivate such a team."

The more they spoke, the grimmer their expressions became:

"It's an outside state faction... that has come knocking."

The faction leaders on the small Immortal Terrace exchanged glances. They all saw a hint of retreat in each other's eyes.

These people were aggressive, coming to Misty Sect with such a large entourage, they were likely enemies of Misty Sect.

Everyone's bodies shifted slightly, waiting for any opportunity to flee.

The affairs of Misty Sect had nothing to do with them, and they had no need to endure this undeserved disaster that they couldn't possibly withstand.

When such a force clashed, it was no laughing matter!

At this moment, the Misty Elders on the great Immortal Terrace exchanged glances with Wu Shan.

Then, bracing themselves, they stomped their feet and rose into the air together, landing in front of this terrifying aura, facing them from afar.

Wu Shan respectfully cupped his hands and asked in a deep voice:

"Your Excellencies, from which force do you hail?"

"Why have you come to our Misty Sect with such a large contingent, and for what purpose?"

He paused, then lowered his head and continued:

"If Misty Sect has offended you in any way, please state it clearly. We are willing to apologize and atone."

Hearing this, the disciples hiding in the corridors on both sides turned deathly pale.

They, Misty Sect, as the number one sect in Cangzhou, had always been high and mighty.

Other factions always treated their Sect Master with respect.

When had they ever seen their Sect Master in such a humble state?

However, even though Wu Shan had lowered his stance so much, the old man leading them still showed no intention of letting him off.

The playfulness on the old man's lips remained:

"It's nothing much,"

"We're just bored and want to casually destroy this number one sect of Cangzhou."

"Tell me, are you satisfied with this answer?"

With that, the old man chuckled, and the dozens of Xiantian behind him also burst into laughter.

This group of people treated the Misty Sect Master as if he were a monkey.

Wu Shan, one of the Misty Sect's Eight Elders, felt his heart sink to the bottom. His face turned from green to purple, but he dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction, only lowering his head and enduring.

They all understood that under such terrifying power, one wrong move could lead to utter annihilation!

Wu Shan did not reply, merely keeping his head down, his mind a tangled mess of thoughts.

Five Grandmasters, dozens of Xiantian.

When did they provoke such a force?

Could it be, as the other party claimed, that they simply took a disliking to the Misty Sect for a moment?

How could the Misty Sect survive this disaster...

Just as everyone fell into a deathly silence, Chu Feng glanced at them, stretching as if tired, and said:

"Now that my disciple's three-year pact has concluded, I will take my disciple and leave first."

"This will also give you some private space to handle your personal affairs."

Upon hearing this, the people on the Small Immortal Terrace above looked at Chu Feng, their faces darkening.

This was clearly fear, yet they spoke so nicely.

However, could they really leave?

As expected, the old man with crane-like hair and a child-like face on the sky looked around and said with a hint of amusement:

"Leave?"

"Since I have arrived, everyone present, one and all, will stay behind."

"Opportunities like this, gathering the high-level figures of Cangzhou's top powers, are rare."

"Once I send you all to hell, it will be much easier for my Black Underworld Sect to conquer Cangzhou next."

As his voice fell, hundreds of black-robed martial artists emerged from all directions, surrounding everyone.

In the sky, the dozens of Xiantian who had been following the Five Grandmasters transformed into streaks of black light, streaking across the sky and landing on the sides of the great hall, firmly trapping everyone.

The leaders of the various factions on the Small Immortal Terrace turned pale with shock and stood up straight, looking around. The Sect Master of the Moon Sword Sect's hands were trembling:

"Black Underworld Sect?"

"Isn't that the largest rebel faction within the Dazhao Dynasty?"

The Sect Master of the Mountain Gate Sect also said nervously:

"I heard they have been active in Qing, Yun, and Tian three states before."

"Why would they suddenly appear here?"

The states where the Black Underworld Sect operated were separated from their Cangzhou by an entire Quan Zhou!

However, recalling their words, everyone was even more horrified.

The eyes of the various Sect Masters were filled with shock.

These rebels actually planned to first eliminate a wave of Cangzhou's elite combat power here, and then conquer Cangzhou?

Could the Black Underworld Sect's forces, operating in Qing, Yun, and Tian three states, even make it over?

Or had something happened in Quan Zhou?

In just a few brief sentences, the information revealed was too astonishing.

It sent a chill from the soles of their feet straight to the crown of their heads!