When the red cloud surged across the western horizon, Jiang Shangyan stood in the front-most rank.
There were seven Void Stepping cultivators in his rank, standing loosely in an inward-curving line evenly distributed across a hundred-li area. Any one of them was a famed master in their own right, yet here they did not seem all that extraordinary, for behind them stood at least ten more peers of the same rank, each taking their positions as if facing a formidable enemy.
The Xuan Huang Killing Sword had flown east all the way through the nine firmaments and the Azure Sky Domain, where only Void Stepping cultivators could engage it, invisibly restricting the number of respondents.
It was not particularly difficult to muster dozens or hundreds of Void Stepping cultivators within the Three Northern Lakes, but the vast majority of that battle-power remained under the firm control of the Xiyu Alliance. Nowadays, major sects like the Pure Void Virtue Sect were each more conservative in their attitudes than the last; accordingly, most of the cultivators under their control closed their doors and refused to step out. It was precisely because of this that outside cultivators like Jiang Shangyan, whose cultivation met the standard and who possessed a slight grasp of formations, found an opportunity to be hired and participate in this interception.
As for how effective it would be, Jiang Shangyan genuinely did not know. Perhaps Gu Zhi in the rear might have a clearer idea?
Jiang Shangyan swept a glance backward. That seven-baobao cloud canopy hovered in the azure sky, appearing and disappearing indistinctly. Beneath the canopy, aside from the three Longevity True Men presiding over this campaign, there was only Gu Zhi.
To be able to carve out a place among Longevity True Men with a mere Huandan cultivation