Of these several hundred people, half had actually reached the Martial Sect Realm, while most of the rest were in the late or peak Heavenly Martial Realm.
This force would be considered no weak faction even in Great Desolation City!
The purple-robed elder at the front had a stern face. His gloomy gaze swept across Gu Sheng and the others before finally settling on the Linlang Pavilion martial artists setting up the formation. He shouted coldly.
"This hidden treasure has belonged to the Yu Family of Meteor Moon City for a hundred years! Your Linlang Pavilion personally acknowledged this back then! Yet now you dare break your word and bring outsiders to force your way in? Leave at once!"
Gu Sheng calmly swept his gaze over the hundreds of martial artists, a trace of frost flashing through his eyes. He stepped forward, his tone indifferent.
"The hidden treasure belongs to the Yu Family? Linlang Pavilion acknowledged it? Heh. If you want a share of the spoils, just say so. Why make such a clumsy excuse?"
The purple-robed elder was none other than the Yu Family head. His face darkened at those words, and he laughed in fury.
"What a sharp-tongued brat! Twisting words and reason! This is a secret jointly guarded by the eight great families of Meteor Moon City. How dare you slander us? It seems you are determined to become our enemy!"
The hundreds of martial artists behind him had clearly been unable to restrain themselves for some time. As the Yu Family head finished speaking, they let out a furious roar in unison. Hundreds of auras, varying in strength but converging like a roaring mountain torrent, erupted at once! Violent true energy fluctuations descended upon Gu Sheng's group like a tangible mountain, making even the scattered stones