"Everyone, we're just passing through by chance. Could you do us a favor and let us through?" After a long standoff, Wang Ning forced himself to speak.
No one answered him. The armed men on both sides pressed closer.
At that moment, the people of the Flying Star Sect and the middle-aged man shared, unexpectedly, the exact same thought.
No matter where these people came from or what they wanted, they couldn't let them go back.
If word got out, the lure of a spirit crystal vein would surely set many sects in motion. Warriors above the Earthly Fiend Realm would inevitably come, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Seeing their movements, Wang Ning's heart sank. He slowly lowered his hand and gripped the hilt of his saber.
"Whoosh!"
"Hiss—"
Several blasts of astral energy shot out, hurtling toward the Demon Suppression Army!
Wang Ning's expression changed dramatically. He drew the horse-cutting saber at his side and was about to order a defense when a halberd shadow soared into the air, instantly scattering the blasts.
The Flying Star Sect members and the middle-aged man were both wary that the other side might suddenly turn on them. They had held back most of their strength, and their Xiantian True Qi was loose and flimsy, utterly incapable of withstanding a blow.
"Who are you?!" The middle-aged man's expression tightened as he shouted.
A figure slowly walked to the front of the Demon Suppression Army. The onlookers glanced over, and a flicker of surprise passed through their eyes.
A beautiful woman in a white dress, with clear eyes and a tall, graceful figure, wore long boots and held a battle halberd utterly mismatched with her build.
When the middle-aged man saw the halberd, his expression tightened. A flash of heat passed through his