The words had scarcely left his mouth when they exploded like thunder, sending violent tremors through the minds of the seven Sect Masters hidden in the shadows.
The instant they had sensed something amiss, they had each employed their own methods, suppressing the aura of their whole bodies to the absolute minimum. They had even repeatedly checked covert methods such as perception formations and tracking gu insects, believing their plans foolproof.
Yet who could have imagined that the Universe Saint Son's methods would be so tricky? He had actually abandoned conventional means and directly observed the changes in the surrounding environment. He was truly impossible to guard against.
"So be it. Since we've already been seen through, let us meet them head-on."
The Heavenly Blade Sect Master let out a long sigh. All hesitation vanished from the bottom of his eyes, replaced by razor-sharp brilliance.
He stepped forward. With every step, the clang of blades seemed to ring beneath his feet, forcing the Death Qi filling the sky to retreat.
Seeing this, the other Sect Masters no longer bothered with pointless concealment and revealed themselves one after another.
The Eight Great Immortal Sects had always shared weal and woe, advancing and retreating together. They had no intention of letting the Heavenly Blade Sect Master draw all the fire alone.
That would not only insult their opponents—it would also belittle themselves.
"So it's them..."
Holy Lord Qiankun narrowed his eyes, and a dim, indistinct light flashed across their depths.
He believed his strength was sufficient. Even alone, he was confident he could suppress all seven of them.
But the situation was delicate. The slightest disturbance could be noticed by the great powers of every side, and the loss would outweigh the gain.
Since paper could no longer wrap up fire...
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