A powerful shock wave burst along the sword body, driving Yun Jin back again and again. His soles gouged two half-foot-deep furrows through the grass.
Only by bending his knees did he barely steady himself. Countless tiny cuts had split the palm gripping his sword hilt, and blood streamed down the scabbard.
Niu Mang shook the horns on his head and stepped forward to stand beside Yun Che. His dark hand closed around the saber hilt at his waist as he spoke in a deep, muffled voice.
"I don't care about your world ruler business or remaking the world. If you want to lay a hand on my lord, you'll have to ask my Mountain-Splitting Saber first!"
Immediately afterward, crimson Immortal Fire blazed all over Xiao Huohuo as he leaped to Niu Mang's side. He grinned, but his smile brimmed with killing intent.
"Much as I'd rather not, since Boss Yun Jin has already made his move, I naturally can't just stand by and watch."
Mo Qilin, Chen Ding'an, Qin Yelan, and Jiang Renhua all stepped forward and drew their weapons. Their chilling killing intent surged skyward, pressing down on the surrounding air until it hummed and trembled.
Yuezheng Xiangling and Zu Tangtang also wiped the blood from their lips and slowly walked over to stand beside Yun Che, unleashing their flame and wind Immortal Power at full force.
Divine Martial raised an eyebrow at the group stepping forward together, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.
"Mayflies trying to shake a tree. No matter how many ants there are, they're still only ants. Enough, I understand your resolve. In consideration of all the help Yun Che has given me over the years, I'll allow you ten moves first."
Before his words had faded, Yun Che abruptly vanished, leaving only