Inside the stone chamber.
The six elderly Daoists faintly radiated the aura of Super Grade Supernatural Ability Users. Ren Ye stood in front of Brother Chun, seemingly forceful and composed, but in truth, he was panicking like hell.
But he had no choice now. If Brother Chun was taken away for interrogation, they would be next. Refusing to protect Brother Chun and merely standing by to watch would be tantamount to abandoning their only teammate. And that went against the Little Bad King's knack for rallying a "team."
Buzz!
Nearly a hundred Peachwood Swords hovered in midair, humming faintly and giving off a terrifying pressure.
The nearly hundred Daoists present were all peak Third Grade Supernatural Ability Users handpicked by the Myriad Phenomena Sect. Not one could be underestimated. Now that their Sword Formation had taken shape, the sect's deep reserves were laid bare.
Meanwhile, although the six Super Grade Daoists standing beside Zhang Linghuo kept their divine radiance contained and displayed no Supernatural Abilities, they still exuded an eerie aura that made people's hair stand on end.
These six Daoist masters were all Fourth Grade experts. They had not entered the Gutan Sect Secret Realm earlier. Only after the Myriad Phenomena Sect's disciples suffered repeated setbacks here had they volunteered to downgrade themselves and enter, preparing to risk their lives in the final battle.
Had a full nineteen Route Passes not gone missing today, with quite a few outsiders entering as well, they would not have shown themselves.
"We'll act. Hurry and get to the bottom of this."
After giving Zhang Linghuo that quiet instruction, a white-haired Daoist used his Fly-Whisk as a brush, sweeping it rapidly before him to draw a talisman in midair. "Immobilization Spell-manifest!"
As the words fell, the Fly-Whisk stopped, and the talisman was complete.