As Li Su's words fell, everyone was startled, and their hearts tightened involuntarily.
This guy's killing intent was far too heavy!!!
Right—they had forgotten.
This fellow was from the Heart Sword Sect.
In the grand profession of cultivation, anything connected to the sword path was, without exception, a killer. One moment, you saw someone riding a flying sword, drifting like an immortal; the next, he drew his blade, and all you saw was blood drifting through the air.
As for why they had overlooked that? Mainly because of the image he had built for himself.
He had pursued Zhao Yan so madly, even casting aside his dignity, that everyone's impression of him had become skewed.
Now that he had produced a life-and-death contract, they immediately sensed that although he was not strong, his killing intent was chillingly fierce.
Some people were about to have it rough.
Involuntarily, several people turned their gazes toward the group that had stepped forward earlier.
There were more than a thousand of them. There were not actually many Taiyi among them; most were True Immortals, and some were even Heavenly Immortals.
Although the Primordial World was brimming with spiritual energy, it had not reached the point where Taiyi cultivators were as common as dogs.
Among those thousand-odd people, there were in fact only around a hundred Taiyi. And among those Taiyi, only around ten were capable of fighting Pei Feng.
One reason these people had stepped out was to bolster the spectacle.
The other was that strength lay in numbers. So what if the other side was truly displeased with them? With stronger people at the front, it would never be their turn to make a move.
Yet they had never expected that the other side would directly produce a life-and-death contract and demand a