The scapegoats the Zhao family had captured were also forced to launch attacks, clashing with the cultivators of the Three Sects.
However, none of them had any heart for battle.
The key factor determining victory or defeat still depended on Golden Core combat power.
There was little point in fighting to the death. It was better to preserve their own lives.
At this moment, two fourth-rank flying warships and two late Golden Core cultivators from the Myriad Spirit Sect closed in on the Sixth Prince's carriage.
The Zhao family members wanted to stop them, but the Three Sects' cultivators held them back.
In particular, the late Golden Core cultivator who had come with the Crimson Sun Palace's Palace Master was actually evenly matched with Zhao Lingjiang in a one-on-one fight.
No wonder the Crimson Sun Palace had once been the foremost of the Three Great Sects. Its top-tier combat power truly was formidable.
The Three Great Sects' flying warships and cultivators had already come within a dozen miles of the Sixth Prince's carriage.
The Sixth Prince was quite powerful. Back then, he had been renowned for his exceptional cultivation talent, so his prowess in battle should not have been poor.
But facing two opponents of the same realm and two mid fourth-rank flying warships at once was not something mere skill in battle could accomplish.
Earlier, Zhao Lingjiang had relied on his family's inheritance restraining the Netherworld Sect to withstand the formation's attacks, severely injure a mid Golden Core Netherworld Sect cultivator, and wound a corpse puppet of the same realm.
Zhao Lingjiang was already among the first-rate cultivators of his realm. Even if the Sixth Prince was stronger than him, the difference could only be limited.
Just as the Myriad Spirit Sect cultivators were about to attack, a violent