Boom!
The deafening blast not only interrupted Daoist Duobao's attack, but also sent the Interception Sect's second senior brother and the others flying.
Their blood and qi churned, their souls shook, and even as they were flung away, the spell that burned everything they possessed was forcibly brought to a halt.
The sudden turn of events left both sides frozen in place.
Whether it was Duobao or the Interception Sect's second senior brother and the others, none of them had expected the Black Mountain Sect to intervene and save them.
"You're not from the Black Mountain Sect!"
Duobao's eyes shifted slightly. The aura was incredibly similar—practically identical—but the moment they truly exchanged blows, he immediately realized that something was wrong at its core.
The Interception Sect's second senior brother and the others were equally shaken. They had heard what the other party said when he acted: draw out the traitor, the plan?
Could it be...?
The next moment, someone caught them.
Turning back, they saw that White Gate and the others—who should have been expressionless, devoid of reason, their primordial spirits suppressed—had somehow recovered. Their faces now bore the same wrath, sorrow, hatred, and confidence as they stopped the second senior brother and the others from being flung backward.
"Disciples of the Interception Sect!"
Ignoring Duobao's words, Li Su spoke softly.
"Your disciples await your command!"
White Gate and the other seven stared at Li Su with fervor and excitement, unable to stop themselves from roaring.
"Form the formation. Watch the battle!"
"Your disciples obey!"
Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately dragged the still-bewildered second senior brother and the others back. They did not stop until they were several thousand meters away, then swiftly formed a formation to seal off the battlefield.
"Who are you?"
Before the Interception Sect's second