"Agreed."
On the Sword-Suppressing Sword Platform, Xu Taiping met Du Ziyin's gaze and nodded, his eyes as still as an ancient well.
"Thank you for granting my request, Daoist Taiping!"
Du Ziyin immediately cupped his fist firmly toward Xu Taiping, a trace of a smile flashing at the corner of his mouth as his scheme succeeded.
The Azure Profound Sect disciples, along with many cultivators watching through Spirit Mirrors, were all bewildered by Xu Taiping's decision.
After all, not everyone possessed Huang Que's calculating mind and depth of cunning.
"Though none of those seven Yellow Maple Valley disciples is Taiping's match alone, with all seven fighting together, they'll have far more moves at their disposal."
Prefect Liu Chuxuan murmured with some concern.
Zhao Qian, seated beside him, also knitted his brows.
For just as Liu Chuxuan had said, seven Spirit Refining Realm cultivators-all of them Sword Cultivators-joining forces was nothing so simple as a gang of street thugs teaming up to beat someone.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!..."
Just then, after receiving Xu Taiping's answer, the seven Yellow Maple Valley disciples transformed into streaks of sword light and swept to the edges of the Sword-Suppressing Sword Platform, surrounding him.
"Daoist Taiping, forgive us!"
Once they had taken their positions, Du Ziyin first offered Xu Taiping an apology, then summoned the Flying Sword behind him with a ringing clang and shouted:
"Form the Heavenly Gang Seven-Star Sword Formation!"
His words had barely fallen when, with a boom, sword light abruptly crisscrossed the Sword-Suppressing Sword Platform.
Looking down from the stands, one could see that at the center of those countless intersecting streaks of sword light stood the seven Yellow Maple Valley disciples who had formed the Heavenly Gang Seven-Star Sword Formation.
"Shameless!"
Upon discovering that the formation the seven had assembled was actually