Just like that, the people of the Righteous Spirit Sect vanished into the entrance. Next came Furious Mountain and Pei Fenyi's group. After leaving Sikong Jing with vicious threats, they too flashed inside one after another.
Copper Refining Manor entered fourth. They likewise cast Sikong Jing strange looks before darting in.
At last, it was the Elder Family's turn.
Yet the gazes of all the surrounding small and mid-sized factions carried a barely concealed longing...
Previously, only the four major factions had known that Sikong Jing possessed an Imperial weapon. The small and mid-sized factions had not participated in setting the rules.
But after Pei Fenyi's threat, they all knew now. How could they possibly not be tempted?
"Pei Fenyi simply has no brain. Junior Brother Sikong..."
Seeing this, Zhang Duiyin could not help but curse before turning to Sikong Jing, about to say something.
Yet Sikong Jing gently cut her off. "We'll face it. If this Spirit-Seizing War has been a fight to the death from the very beginning, that's rather interesting too. After all, we have no way back."
His voice was calm. He still had to give everyone confidence. Even without the matter of the Imperial weapon, the people of the Thoughtless Sacred Sect would still want to kill them. This was just right for the Elder Family members to warm up on the others.
"Let's go in."
Sikong Jing spoke heavily, then flashed into the entrance to the Spirit-Seizing Battlefield atop the palace.
In the blink of an eye, all five hundred members of the Elder Family had vanished.
Afterward, the disciples and hired reinforcements of the small and mid-sized factions began entering as well. In the end, the once-lively palace suddenly fell quiet. Only the leaders and such from the various factions remained. The next