Wang Jingcheng alone was nothing to fear. But... he represented the Heavenly Palace.
Even with his own formidable cultivation and strength, he still harbored some apprehension toward the Heavenly Palace.
As for the people of the Moon Palace, none of them were easy opponents either.
After a long while.
Golden Baleful Patriarch suddenly threw back his head and laughed.
"Ha ha ha, good! Very good!"
"The Heavenly Palace, the Moon Palace, Shenzhu Mountain Villa, and you little brats besides."
"Looks like taking down this Su Shi'er today will truly take some effort."
As his words rang out, a vicious gleam flickered in Golden Baleful Patriarch's eyes.
The Killing Intent around him not only showed no sign of dispersing, but instead grew ever denser.
Within the roiling Killing Intent, the phantoms of sabers, spears, swords, halberds, and countless other weapons flickered in and out of sight.
Across a hundred-mile stretch of the starry river, ripples spread beneath the impact of that terrifying Killing Intent.
At this sight, everyone present tensed up once more.
Wang Jingcheng frowned slightly, and the scattered starlight surrounding Su Shi'er and the others immediately blazed brightly.
Behind Mu Chengxue, dozens of female cultivators from the Moon Palace simultaneously activated the Moon Palace's secret art.
Streams of moonlight flowed and interwove, bathing the sea of stars in a radiant glow.
The Flying Swords in Feng Jianxing and Ling Yue Shang's hands trembled lightly, their fierce Sword Intent locking onto Golden Baleful Patriarch's vital points from afar.
As for Zhang Zhixuan and Du Bingxin, the husband and wife stood one to the left and one to the right. One's True Yuan was hard, the other's soft; their auras merged as though they were a single whole.
Facing the combined force of the crowd, Golden Baleful Patriarch showed no fear.