At this moment, Lu Xuanji was beyond excited.
In stark contrast to the joy of the four major factions and Yuntai Courtyard, everyone on the other side was somewhat dumbfounded.
They had originally thought this offensive and defensive battle would be as easy as in previous years—the defenders of Yuntai Courtyard were a disorganized rabble, mostly independent Cultivators with limited strength. As long as they launched a full assault, they would easily take it down.
They had not expected a wielder of Dark Mental Strength to emerge midway through. Not only was he powerful, but he was also an Array Mage!
A single Spirit Array had trapped dozens of them and disrupted their rhythm.
This unexpected development caught them off guard.
High in the sky behind the four major factions stood the strongest prodigies they had sent to attack Yuntai Courtyard.
The four were Lu Wushuang of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Liu Qingyin of Falling Glow Valley, Zhao Xuan of Mystic Spirit Hall, and Feng Lie of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion.
Lu Wushuang wore white, his expression cold and stern, sword intent soaring around him.
Liu Qingyin wore a purple dress, her graceful figure slender and elegant, her face delicate and beautiful, rosy light swirling around her.
Zhao Xuan wore a green robe, his features refined, spiritual radiance flickering around him.
Feng Lie wore black, his face rugged, wind and thunder coiling about his body.
The four stood in the sky, looking down at the battlefield below. Their expressions were no longer as relaxed as before.
"Yuntai Courtyard has finally invited an interesting helper this year."
Zhao Xuan looked at Qin Yan below and spoke indifferently.
"Not bad. It's just a pity that he's a little weak."
Feng Lie spoke in a rough, casual voice.
His gaze did not