"So, everyone, what are you still hesitating for? Follow us and overthrow the Three Sects."
Li Xiaoyao looked at the crowd of powerful cultivators behind him and shouted.
As Li Xiaoyao's voice fell, the powerful cultivators behind him began to stir restlessly.
After all, the Three Sects' recent actions had been far too abnormal, to the point that they had developed the illusion that the Three Sects had long since become unable to make it.
On top of that, the fellow before them had bewitched them again and again, leaving them unable to make up their minds.
"The Three Sects have Golden Immortal ninth-layer cultivators holding the fort, but we don't have even one on our side. How are we supposed to fight?"
A powerful cultivator behind them asked timidly.
No matter how far the Three Sects had declined, they still had Golden Immortal ninth-layer experts overseeing them. And what about their side? They only had three Golden Immortal eighth-layer cultivators.
Wouldn't charging in be tantamount to delivering themselves to death?
"This..."
As soon as those words were spoken, Li Xiaoyao hesitated as well. This was going to be hard to bluff his way through.
"Hahaha, so what if they are Golden Immortal ninth-layer cultivators? I shall assist you."
"The Three Sects' decline is written all over them. If we do not strike now, we will only make ourselves seem far too cowardly."
"That's right. Let us strike together and overthrow them."
At that moment, three powerful auras swept in from the distant horizon. Three middle-aged men stood steadily in the sky.
All three wore smiles as they looked at Li Xiaoyao and Gu Qingzhi.
"Gasp, it's the Heavenly Demon Patriarch, along with the Snow Emperor Ningshang and the Weldblade Patriarch. I never expected all three of them to come."