The two sides faced each other, their auras soaring straight into the heavens, ruthlessly scattering even the clouds in the sky.
The women, meanwhile, all glared furiously at the young men opposite them.
"Interesting. Every last one of you is so tender and pretty. I originally didn't want to make a move against you, but since you've come knocking at my door, if I keep backing down, won't that make me seem like I don't know what's good for me?"
The young man standing at the front crossed his arms and scratched his ear as he spoke.
The young men behind him burst into laughter, their eyes like wolves and tigers as they stared at the dazzling expanse of fair, bare thighs before them.
Although cultivators who had reached the True Immortal realm no longer had much desire in that regard, members of the opposite sex at the same level still held great allure for them.
"Junior Sisters, today, let us show them what the Sword Sect is. With the sword in our hands, we shall measure the righteous path of this mortal world."
After the woman at the front let out a sharp cry, the women behind her erupted with incomparably terrifying auras. Each held a sword as they charged forward to kill.
"Junior Brothers, show them what a sword truly is."
The young man sneered with his arms crossed, while the heavenly geniuses behind him gripped their swords with savage grins. The two sides immediately clashed.
For a time, terrifying ripples of aura spread in all directions, as though heaven and earth themselves might be overturned.
If they did not strike, so be it—but once they did, every move was a killing move. Both sides attacked with lethal intent, every stance and technique aimed at taking the other's