It was only that the people from Bi Yun Xuan had arrived first, and they also had the greatest number of Spirit Severing stage cultivators present.
Before Bi Yun Xuan had finished acting, no one else dared make a rash move.
If they provoked Bi Yun Xuan, they might instead bring calamity down upon themselves.
Moreover, not all the many cultivators who had come this time were here to target the Ancient Immortal Sect.
For example, there was an enormous flying vessel with a flagpole on its deck, its banner bearing the words "Bai Zhang Market."
It kept its distance from all the other factions.
Figures moved about atop it, and quite a few cultivators were directly trading resources there.
There was no lack of people who had come merely to fish in troubled waters.
The people being targeted before them were not Su Shi'er, who possessed a Half-Immortal Artifact treasure. Naturally, no one was in a hurry to make too many moves.
"Madam Hong is absolutely right. Everything... should come to an end!"
Daoist Lu Feng nodded lightly.
As his words fell, the Black Long Saber before him continued to tremble violently.
Terrifying sinister energy surged like crashing tides, transforming into streak after streak of black saber qi that merged with the surrounding darkness and locked onto Lin Hezhuo and the others.
Under the immense pressure formed by that shocking power spreading outward,
even though the Nascent Souls within the Dantian Small Universes of Lin Hezhuo and the others had already begun to self-immolate, they still instinctively felt a profound helplessness.
It seemed that no matter how they struggled, it would all be in vain.
Their teeth clenched tight, the auras around them rose and fell in turbulent waves.
They were prepared to pay any price and fight to