Divine Lord Giant Wood pinned the whole of Emei Mountain with Fifty-Four Thousand trunks of Azure Florescent Divine Wood, then unleashed his supreme magical power to shake its foundations. Trembling and swaying, the mountain began to lift off the ground.
Inside Emei Mountain, heaven and earth shook. Within the Five Palaces of Primordial Origin, furnishings and decorations, pots and pans, tables and chairs, furnaces and cauldrons all rolled and rattled wildly.
Three generations of Sword Immortals, old and young, gathered together. The elders followed Qi Shouming, the younger adults followed Li Yingqiong, and the youngest followed Shangguan Hong.
Shangguan Hong had little opinion of her own and merely looked to Li Yingqiong. Li Yingqiong advocated fighting, determined to stake everything on the Purple Ying and Azure Cord Immortal Swords and battle Divine Lord Giant Wood!
Qi Shouming and the other elders, however, were unwilling to go out and fight. Divine Lord Giant Wood was too powerful, and Blood God Son Deng Yin stood behind him. Even if the Emei Sect escaped total annihilation, both sides would suffer grievously. These old veterans still had ways to flee if they lost, but the younger disciples would all be killed—not one would survive.
"But if we don't go out, are we supposed to just let him move Emei Mountain away?" Li Yingqiong had always spoken her mind. "If he throws us into the Eastern Sea or the South Sea, that's one thing. But if he throws us into a cesspit, how will our Emei Sect's younger disciples ever hold their heads up again?"
That word, "cesspit," left everyone deeply uneasy. Indeed, if that happened, even if the Emei Sect survived, it would become an utter laughingstock. But where under heaven could anyone find a cesspit that large?
As they spoke, an immense force