After surviving nine deaths and one life, they finally saw the light of day.
Even with the composure of these Immortal Dao Giants, they could hardly suppress the turmoil in their hearts. They felt sincere gratitude toward Shen Yun.
"Such life-saving kindness will never be forgotten. Mr. Shen, please accept our bow."
All the sect leaders bowed together, their long salutes reaching the ground. Their manner was respectful in the extreme—where was even the slightest bit of an elder expert's bearing?
Only Holy Lord Qiankun, though he had escaped death, felt an indescribable regret welling up within him—if he had only kept his cool and waited for Shen Yun to arrive, how could he have made such a spectacle of himself?
Now, he had gained not the slightest bit of opportunity, yet had offended every expert present. He had lost the lady and his troops besides.
Sure enough, someone stepped forward to attack him the next moment.
Taishang of the Burial Ground wore a grave expression as he stepped forward and pointed at Holy Lord Qiankun, roaring, "This old bastard has a heart as vicious as snakes and scorpions! Just now, in order to cling to life, he actually seized fellow cultivators by force and used them as blood sacrifices! Such an inhuman creature must not be allowed to remain!"
His words were like a boulder crashing into water, stirring up a thousand layers of raging waves as cries of condemnation erupted one after another.
"Exactly! Not only did this villain cause the deaths of the Carefree Three Elders, but his disciples secretly colluded with Tushan Old Ancestor, intending to wipe us all out in one sweep. His countless crimes could fill every bamboo slip in the world!"
"Kill him! He speaks of benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but he is