By now, the battlefield below was already in utter chaos. To ensure the plan's success, Cui Kai had brought almost every force under his command.
That included the disciples of Tianquan Star Hall and the many swordsmen serving under them, totaling more than two thousand men.
Add to that the surrounding jianghu factions hoping to fish in muddy waters, and nearly three thousand people were now launching an assault on the Secret Martial Guard's camp.
No matter the outcome of this battle, there would be no more Tianquan Star Hall after this.
Cui Kai had already made preparations to abandon everything.
He could not do anything about it. He could not defy the sect master's orders; he could only stake everything on this.
However, he seemed to have chosen the wrong opponent.
The moment he exchanged blows with Luo Jinsong, he sensed that something was wrong.
He had cultivation at the ninth layer of the Postnatal Realm, and in his impression, Luo Jinsong should also be at the ninth layer of the Postnatal Realm. Moreover, Luo Jinsong's cultivation should have been weaker than his.
But the first time their long blades collided, he felt the tiger's mouth of his hand go numb, nearly losing his grip on the hilt.
"You!" Cui Kai stared in horror at Luo Jinsong, who was right before him.
Luo Jinsong looked at him coldly, his long blade heavy and forceful as he chopped down strike after strike. Cui Kai desperately blocked, but with every blow he parried, he retreated several steps.
After blocking four or five strikes in a row, he felt that both his arms had already gone numb.
"Impossible! How could you be this strong?" Cui Kai said in disbelief.
One must know that in the past, his cultivation had been above Luo