Time passed, breath by breath.
From the first batch entering the Teleportation Array until now, nearly two hundred and seventy breaths had passed!
In other words, the next batch would be the tenth!
The two Venerables who had just made their wager could not help but begin looking forward to the performances of their sect disciples.
"Elder Mo, rest assured. My Ten-Thousand Souls Banner happens to be short nine thousand fresh souls. In this contest, our Demon Cloud Sect will certainly win!"
A black-clad young man patted his chest as he guaranteed it. From where he stood, it was clear that he was the senior disciple of this sect.
"Good, good, good!" The Venerable surnamed Mo chuckled, as though he had already foreseen his sect's disciples sweeping across the Northern Mystic Province, slaughtering cities and exterminating kingdoms.
"Heh, our Heavenly Poison Sect disciples' poison arts reign supreme beneath heaven. Your mere Ten-Thousand Souls Banner is still far from enough!" The Venerable surnamed Wu smiled faintly, utterly refusing to believe that his sect's disciples could lose.
"The ninth batch has completed teleportation. Tenth batch, prepare to enter the Teleportation Array!"
As the new batch of disciples entered the Teleportation Array, the black-clad young man holding the Ten-Thousand Souls Banner let out a sinister cackle and followed the others into the Teleportation Array leading to the Northern Mystic Province.
Whoosh!
A flash of light streaked through the Teleportation Array, and the tenth batch of disciples instantly crossed countless miles to appear in the Four Mystic Provinces.
"Brothers, our Demon Cloud Sect has twelve hundred disciples. Today's target is for each person to take more than ten thousand heads. Do you have confidence!"
The Demon Cloud Sect's senior disciple, the black-robed young man, declared proudly.
Roar!
"Yes!"
"Hahaha..."
"Kill, kill, kill!"
"Roar, roar,