"Shut up!" Feng Widow clamped a hand over her son's mouth.
Win?
What was there to say about winning at a time like this?
How could they possibly win?
Suddenly, Xiaoye cried out, "It's Xiao Su!"
Xiao Su?
This child had gone mad too...
Mother Lin sighed softly and turned her gaze toward the sky. Then she froze.
On the Kunlun Mountains summit appearing in the sky, wasn't that Lin Xiaosu, the one blowing the military bugle?
"It really is him!" Father Lin shouted. "Someone said Xiao Su had been working for Qianlong. He... he brought troops here! But where are his troops? Why are there only projections?"
Boom!
Heroic Spirits rose from every quarter!
They turned into bullets, into blades and spears, blanketing the cultivator ranks...
Cultivators fell one after another, including the lofty Enlightened Realm titans.
Everyone stood dumbstruck as wooden chickens...
North of the Yangtze River, Heroic Spirits all rose!
South of the Yangtze River, Heroic Spirits all rose!
Every invading enemy, no matter which corner they hid in, could not escape the Heroic Spirits' gaze. Hide in the earth, and die in the earth. Hide in the water, and die in the water. In the cities, die in the cities. In the fields, die in the fields.
In the sky, fall from the sky!
Three hundred and sixty degrees, without a single blind spot!
Below the Enlightened Realm, they were directly purged.
At the Enlightened Realm, struggle for three to five minutes, then be purged!
Spirit Enlightenment Realm experts, super titans capable of crushing dozens of Body Enlightenment Realm cultivators by sheer rank, all panicked when they encountered the Heroic Spirits.
They possessed Primordial Spirits.
Primordial Spirits feared no physical damage, and ordinary soul attacks amounted to nothing against them.
However, Heroic Spirits were entirely different!