The Trap! The Inheritance Stone Statues Reveal Their Overwhelming Power

Yan Donghai's words stopped the people of Golden Cicada Temple and Wuji Sect cold.

In a battle among several factions, such a situation was hardly unusual.

As Yan Donghai spoke, the sect master's faction of the Phantom Star Sect struck again.

Attack after attack linked sky and earth, joining into a single wave of seemingly heaven-swallowing force that surged toward the people of the Great Zhao Dynasty and Demon Shadow Palace.

The assault looked terrifying.

Yet when the attacks landed, their targets easily neutralized them.

Instead, the turbulent aftershocks twisted the entire space, further restricting where the people of Golden Cicada Temple and Wuji Sect could strike.

Hmm?

The people of Golden Cicada Temple and Wuji Sect looked grave. Their gazes swept over Yan Donghai and the others, then settled on Venerable Tianhong, Su Shi'er, and those on the mountain who had yet to make a move.

None of them were fools. By now, they had begun to realize that Yan Donghai's group had not come to help.

What they could not tell was what Venerable Tianhong's group intended.

"Junior Sister Shen, the Inheritance Stone Statues... are we really not going to act?" Venerable Tianhong frowned deeply and turned to Shen Miaoyin.

He was not alone. Tang Zhuying and the other four experts of the Disciplinary Hall also wore grave expressions, their eyes full of worry.

"Not yet!"

Shen Miaoyin's voice was cold. She offered no further explanation.

Venerable Tianhong looked as though he wanted to speak, but held back. The worry on his face did not fade. In the end, he said nothing more. Since he had chosen to trust her, he could only see that trust through.

True essence surged within him, though, and he drove his aura to its peak, ready to strike at any moment.

*Hmm?