In the starry sky, Steel Bone King stared at the slender skeleton with blood-red eyes, his killing intent soaring to the heavens.
Flower Vine and Fire Leopard Three, both emperor-heir-level Spirit Transformation cultivators, fixed fierce gazes on Steel Bone King. Each turned into a streak of piercing light and charged.
Their teacher was a Great Sun sword cultivator!
He was a towering monument on the path of immortality, someone whose influence was impossible to resist. He was also the only Immortal Order Dao Child willing to teach them. So they had all instinctively imitated him and taken up the sword.
No. More precisely, they had taken up the self-destructive path of the Great Sun sword cultivator!
Now, facing an emperor heir of another race, both their eyes had turned blood-red. The mana throughout their bodies surged and burned, while the sword intent in their souls blazed.
Neither of these two baleful stars had any intention of answering Steel Bone King.
Blood River King and dozens of other Spirit Transformation cultivators followed them into the charge.
Unlike the scattered kings of the myriad races, they had a tightly organized battle formation. Orders were obeyed without question, military discipline was strict, and the chain of command was clear. They did not have the same freedom as the kings of the myriad races, each with a distinct will of their own, forever weighing their survival and that of their race. Their minds held none of those tangled thoughts—or dared not.
They stood more united, and were stronger for it.
Though they numbered only a few dozen Spirit Transformation cultivators, the force they unleashed was not much weaker than that of nearly two hundred kings of the myriad races.
Boom!
Rumble!
At that instant, the ship cannons of the Immortal Sect's ten-million-strong conscription fleet