At that moment, the figure glanced at Five-Cloud Patriarch, the remaining unorthodox cultivators between the six peaks, and the other Daoists trying to fish in troubled waters, then said.
"If you could come, then naturally others could come as well!"
"Senior Brother True Yang, I didn't expect to trouble you into making the trip personally this time!"
When Daoist Guangrong saw this Sword Immortal, he took the initiative to greet him. Yet his hands did not slow, and his sword light locked down Black Crow Divine Lord from all sides, lest this heterodox cultivator escape.
Zhao Zhenwu glanced at him, but reproached him instead.
"You took in an immortal seedling under your command, yet you did not send word back early. If not for your stubbornness, would you have run into such trouble? Fortunately, you were not completely muddle-headed and knew to call for help. Otherwise, would you not have harmed your junior nephew?"
Only then did he turn his gaze to Five-Cloud Patriarch. He shook his head slightly and sighed.
"Five-Cloud Patriarch, perform Liberation by Violence. I will grant you a thread of life. Or would you like to test the True Yang Immortal Sword in my hand?"
He raised one hand, and an ancient sword slid inch by inch from its sheath. In an instant, it seemed to become a blade forged from sunlight in his hand, while an invisible aura of pure yang had already spread between heaven and earth.
That was terrifying Pure Yang True Fire!
Only a tiny handful of Sword Immortals could refine such Pure Yang True Fire!
Five-Cloud Patriarch's face shifted from green to white. He was the ancestor of a sect himself, and all his disciples and grand-disciples were watching outside. Zhao Zhenwu relied on his own abilities and gave him no