"Immortal Mountain Heavenly Venerable, you really do have secrets."
Compared to the battle between Supremes, the melee between Sect Masters outside Immortal Mountain paled in significance. Ordinarily, their battle would certainly have earned a vivid, heavily inked entry in the records, but now it could only serve as a backdrop.
"We have the advantage in numbers of Sect Masters. Everyone, stop holding back and finish this quickly!"
The Sect Masters from Sword Valley, the Demon Dragon Dao Sect, and the other factions leading the Immortal Palace side of the battlefield had already exchanged countless bloody rounds with Qi Daolin, Old Celestial, and the others. Both sides had sustained injuries of varying severity, and the fighting had reached a frenzy.
"An advantage? Opponents with an advantage are exactly the ones I always fight!"
Qi Daolin sneered and spread his arms. The Eight-Nine Heavenly Art unleashed unparalleled might, wielding the supreme arts of a hundred schools. Then, with a mighty jolt, he forcibly tore open his current opponent's defenses and severed his arm.
"The time has come to repay that old debt with your blood!"
Kunpeng Son's secondary body was equally valiant. Though drenched in blood, he continued charging through the Sect Masters, unleashing ancient divine abilities that shattered the void and pierced through the heart of one Sect Master.
"Kunpeng Son, you still dare run rampant!"
Sword Valley's Valley Master unleashed peerless sword light. He had truly traveled far along the path of the sword. Amid the encirclement, he seized an opening and struck Kunpeng Son's secondary body, sending blood blossoming and splashing high into the air.
Although those in the Escape One Realm were not Supremes, in a certain sense, they could still merit a few such flattering words. The situation at that moment demonstrated this very well.
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