With an old fellow in the Enlightenment Realm appearing from the Heavenly Evil Sect, those who had wanted to argue with the sect immediately lowered their banners and stilled their drums.
Faced with an Enlightenment Realm expert, those in the Martial Realm could only bow their heads.
Still, inwardly, they hoped that the tremendous commotion here would bring the other Great Powers over quickly. At the very least, they did not want to see the Heavenly Evil Sect dominate the scene and ultimately get its way.
Although the Heavenly Evil Sect was powerful, there were still forces here capable of suppressing it.
The Sword Pavilion, for instance, or the Demon Hall.
If their people came, surely they would have Enlightenment Realm experts among them too.
If so, the others might still have a chance to fish in troubled waters.
"Everyone, move back!" the Heavenly Evil Sect People shouted at the people around them.
Under the oppressive might of an Enlightenment Realm expert, they could only swallow their anger and retreat ten zhang.
The eerily handsome young man glanced at Wang Jiu and Fan Zhongkun, then at the two Evil Blades in their hands. His eyes lit up.
He gave the Phoenix hovering in the air a brief glance, but paid it little further attention.
It might be a divine beast, but to their Heavenly Evil Sect, the Evil Blades were more important.
Then his gaze settled on the Masked Old Man.
Although the man ahead had his back to him, his eyes narrowed. After studying him for a while, confusion slowly surfaced in his eyes.
Gradually, that confusion turned into surprise, then horror and fear.
Every step of this change showed on his face. As an Enlightenment Realm expert, he could naturally control his emotions, yet now he had clearly