The four great Demon Envoys rushed into that great sun, their bodies radiating astonishing demonic qi.
The Demon Control Envoy had already told them that though Lu Chuan could step into the realm of a True Immortal, his time there was limited. That flag was strange, but with four Demon Envoys of the True Demon Realm joining forces against one True Immortal, there was simply no reason they would lose.
In an instant, saber-light poured through the great sun, Sword Qi crisscrossed wildly, demonic music pierced the ears, and heaven-shaking clashes of metal rang out as five figures moved at once and began a fierce fight to the death.
Lu Chuan's expression was as cold as ice. His figure shifted and unfolded, the Zhuxian Sword in hand as he battled the four of them.
Their weapons collided in the most violent clashes, sparks bursting out, the sound shaking heaven and earth.
The verse for the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords went: "Zhuxian sharp, Xianxian death." Among the four swords, the Zhuxian Sword was precisely the sharpest one.
But unfortunately, Tongtian had considered Lu Chuan's realm too low to control this sword, so he had sealed away its Killing Intent, causing the sword's power to be greatly reduced for now.
At this moment, Lu Chuan had the Ground-Severing Flag protecting his body, so he no longer needed to consider defense at all. Without any misgivings, he focused entirely on facing the enemy, waving the Zhuxian Sword in his hand as he fought fiercely against the four great Demon Envoys. Yet the light on the Zhuxian Sword grew brighter and brighter.
"He's building power!"
The Demon Sword Envoy was a cold-looking man. At this moment, he suddenly cried out in alarm, "Strike quickly! We can't let him finish, or once this sword comes down,