When everyone emerged from the Secret Realm, the previously empty grand hall was already packed so tightly that not even water could seep through.
Shen Qiu glanced around and saw many familiar faces—Myriad Phenomena Heaven, Jade Void Gate, Universe Sacred Hall... Heavenly Prides from every faction had all arrived, gathered together in splendid numbers.
However, his gaze was quickly drawn to another group. Where did these guys come from? Every one of them has their nostrils pointed skyward, and they look rather imposing.
At the end of his line of sight stood several dozen extraordinary young men and women. Their attire varied, and they carried all kinds of immortal weapons—sabers, spears, swords, and halberds. Clearly, they did not come from the same sect.
Several of the cultivators with ancient swords hanging at their waists were dressed exactly like the fallen Hidden Dragon Sword. They were disciples of the Sword Sect.
"The Eight Great Immortal Sects came too. What a narrow road for enemies."
The Burial Ground Young Master let out a cold laugh. Facing the sharp gazes cast at him from all directions, he did not yield a single step and stood firmly in place.
"Demonic fiend."
From the opposing camp, a red-haired young man shouted furiously, sharpness bursting from his eyes.
Buzz—
As this will descended, the azure heavenly blade behind him suddenly awakened, ringing with a metallic cry that seemed to pierce gold and split stone.
"I was wondering who it was. So it's the waste who was defeated by the Young Master in three moves back then, the so-called Star Shattering Saber."
Senior Brother Chuan swept him with a glance and sneered repeatedly. "A thing like you thinks it's worthy of leading the pack? The Eight Great Immortal Sects truly are declining with each passing day."
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