"Hahaha... The three of you truly lived up to your standing at the pinnacle of the Three Sects. To face death with such courage—this emperor was impressed!"
"If we weren't enemies, this emperor would invite you all to sit down, warm some wine, and hold a Dao Discussion!"
"But bold words alone won't do now... Let this emperor see what the three of you can do!"
Zhao Mingyuan laughed aloud, his voice ringing through the canyon.
Moving with his words, Zhao Mingyuan and Zong Lu rose into the air together, their gazes locked on Zen Master Shanfa himself.
Feng Heyu and Ning Yuanqi exchanged a glance, then fixed their eyes on Xiao Muzi and Shen Miaoyin respectively. Demonic Yuan surged within them, whipping up fierce winds. Their rapidly climbing strength left everyone present even more stunned.
Had neither of them used their full strength before?
Before anyone could catch their breath, the cultivators of the Great Zhao Dynasty and Demon Shadow Palace who could still fight advanced again from three directions under Sun Wenzhu and Zhao Jingfeng's lead, closing in on Su Shi'er and the others.
"What we can do? Then I'll show you!"
The instant she finished speaking, Shen Miaoyin unleashed another powerful move.
Within the mist, the Li Huo Xuan Bing Sword wheeled through the air, its movement raising a skyful of sword rain. Ten thousand streaks of sword qi swirled overhead and fell like rain toward the cultivators of the Great Zhao Dynasty and Demon Shadow Palace.
At the front, Sun Wenzhu and Zhao Jingfeng sensed the danger, and their expressions changed sharply.
"Shen Miaoyin is this powerful?!"
They were Golden Core stage cultivators too, separated from her by only one minor realm. Yet the strength she displayed left them feeling helpless, as though she stood impossibly