At that moment, more than forty heavenly talents remained. They were wounded and their auras had weakened, but anger showed on every face.
Feng Nian in particular wore grief and fury on her beautiful face. Not long ago, Ghost Path Cultivators had invaded the Seven Heavens.
They had turned many powerful fighters into Ghost Path Puppets, disguised themselves, and stolen resources from numerous factions.
She hated Ghost Path Cultivators to the bone.
"You will all become Ghost Path Puppets! With your help, we Ghost Path Cultivators will keep cultivating until every one of you becomes a powerful Immortal Path Cultivator!"
Gui Xinghai burst out laughing.
"Gui Xinghai, you haven't won yet!"
The Sword Dao aura around Jiang Huanyu grew ever more terrifying. "Keep him occupied! I'm going to unleash a sword strike I've never used before and gravely wound him!"
Xu Tianji sensed the Sword Dao power building around Jiang Huanyu and shouted, "All Battle Body talents, engage him up close! Everyone else, feint from a distance and buy Jiang Huanyu time! No matter what, we must hold out for the time it takes an incense stick to burn!"
If they failed, they would become Ghost Path Puppets. Their lives would no longer belong to them, and they would become tools of the Ghost Path Cultivators.
So whatever happened, they had to fight!
Even if it cost them everything, they had to fight!
"We fight!"
"Fight!"
The heavenly talents roared and charged Gui Xinghai together.
Meanwhile, sword light gathered around Jiang Huanyu. What had been illusory grew steadily more solid, and the power radiating from it was terrifying.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The forty-odd heavenly talents threw caution aside and attacked Gui Xinghai from every direction.
But his Calamity Power was too strong—he possessed a full Two Hundred Calamity Power.