On the battlefield!
Aniruddha's corpse lay sprawled in utter silence.
In the vast world, he had not been anyone of great renown.
Before this, few powerful cultivators had even known of him.
Yet there was no denying his status as a Sage's Personal Disciple.
The fall of someone like him was, in itself, an earth-shaking event.
The last such occurrence had been the loss of one of the Twelve Golden Immortals.
One could imagine what an immense shock this was to all living beings.
On the battlefield!
Witnessing Aniruddha's death and the dissolution of his Dao, Guangchengzi and the others fell deathly silent.
Only after a long while did they recover, bone-deep terror rising involuntarily in their eyes.
"You... you..."
"You dared kill us disciples of Sages?"
Purna glared at Suiren Shi and his two companions, his eyes nearly splitting with rage as he spoke through gritted teeth.
He was Aniruddha's senior brother.
Meanwhile, Guangchengzi, Xuandu, and the others beside him also had eyes full of resentment.
Their former contempt was matched only by their present shock and fear.
Hearing Purna's words, Suiren Shi and his two companions stood dazed on the other side, somewhat dumbstruck.
"This..."
All three wore stunned expressions!
Even they had never imagined that this formation's power would be so unparalleled.
It had wiped out a Sage's disciple in a single exchange?!
But a moment later, the three came to their senses.
"Hmph, there's no need to worry!"
"Our arrow is already on the string. We have no choice but to loose it."
"Today, we'll seize this chance to utterly rout these disciples of the Three Teachings."
"Behind us stands our grandmaster, the Wine Sword Immortal!"
Suiren Shi spoke.
His earlier alarm and unease were swept away completely.
In their place came profound reverence and trust