The core battle zone of the Reincarnation Sea was the fighting ground for the Undying Saint Lord, Saint Origin Lord, and the others.
"Rumble!"
At this moment, scarlet evil flying swords thoroughly shrouded the entire heaven and earth, and wherever the flying swords surged, rivers of blood flowed.
Saint Origin Lord was currently in the very center of the countless evil flying swords, holding an ancient stone sword covered in gray dust. He raised the tip of the sword, pointing it disdainfully at the opposing Undying Saint Lord and the others, the arrogant aura between his brows peerless under heaven.
The heaven and earth here had long since been completely controlled by his evil flying swords.
"This fellow's mastery over swordsmanship is not the least bit inferior to the Sword Domain Master, and perhaps even surpasses him."
"Moreover, the might of the stone sword in his hand is likely quite bizarre as well."
Having exchanged blows several times, the aged eyes of the Undying Saint Lord contained a trace of deep dread, and the Undying Tomb coffin behind him trembled slightly. Clearly, they had previously underestimated the strength of Saint Origin Lord, leading to their current perilous battle situation.
"If this goes on, what shall we do?"
The scroll in the hands of the Desolate Ancient Heavenly Palace Master had already fallen apart. Clearly, in order to resist the attacks of Saint Origin Lord, the Coalition Army was almost completely wiped out, and the scroll itself suffered varying degrees of damage.
"Now it seems that only by gathering the strength of all of us and making a last stand will we have a shred of winning chance... Faced with such a life-and-death crisis, you all should stop holding back."
After pondering for a moment, the Undying Saint Lord said with