At the ruins of Buddha Mountain, war flames stretched as far as the eye could see. The Seven Sins Sect of the Demon Palace entered the battle, and new variables arose once more.
Seven figures descended, demonic clouds blotting out the moon. Their overwhelmingly powerful auras churned heaven and earth, while terrifying pressure fell from the sky, making the entire Buddhist Kingdom tremble.
Seeing this, the Phoenix Body and the six Underworld Yamas' expressions darkened. The Demon Palace's hidden strength had finally emerged.
"Seven against seven. Fair and square. Come!"
Wind-Letter Sect looked at the six Yamas and the Ninth Son of Ink Sect before him and spoke.
The leader of the six Yamas, the Red-robed King Yama, swept his gaze across the seven men and the three Demon Palace Protectors behind them. A glimmer flashed through his eyes.
"Retreat!"
With the chance for battle already lost, the Red-robed Yama made a swift decision and gave the order.
Not far away, the five Yamas obeyed at once. Their figures flashed as they withdrew from the battlefield.
Elsewhere, amid crimson flames, the Phoenix Body sighed softly. He clenched his left hand, and the Immortal Trapping Sword flew up. Then, with a beat of the phoenix fire wings on his back, he transformed into a Fire Phoenix and departed.
Above Buddha Mountain, Xie Tiance and the Seven Sins Sect made no move to stop them, allowing everyone to leave.
"Master."
Bai Wangran stepped forward and bowed once more.
Among the Seven Sins Sect, Wind-Letter Sect nodded lightly without saying much. He raised his right hand, and an incomparably vast power spread forth, continuously pouring into Bai Wangran's body to help suppress his injuries.
The other six swept their gazes over the battlefield, each wearing a different expression. The Demon Palace had actually