Xu Chengyu transmigrated to a fantasy world and just inherited a declining sect, Misty Sect. Unexpectedly, a system descended. As long as he develops the sect and accepts fated disciples, he will r...
Many of these forces came from other regions, and for them, whether they were from the south or the west, winning this battle would have little impact on them.
After all, the chaotic world has not yet fully begun, and there is no feedback on who wins or loses. The most crucial point is that there is no entry of extraordinary forces. Otherwise, this struggle may be different from what others have imagined.
"It ended so quickly, it was really boring..."
"In that case, let's send our friends from the West on their way..."
"Watch closely, see what the people who will kill you today look like. Remember to come back for revenge when you leave this world..."
Sima Dao's expression was calm, but one could vaguely see a hint of disdain in his eyes.
In his mind, if he was no match for them while he was alive, how could he possibly be a match for them now that he was dead?
This is simply impossible. This struggle is completely over. Not only are the four major sects doomed, but the western territory will also be taken over by the southern region.
Such a situation only requires a single word from the Misty Sect. Having enjoyed such a long time in Misty City, Chi Yun and the others have come to understand what true strength is.
They look down on those shady businesses in the west, and they find it troublesome to go there now, as it would waste a lot of their time.
However, if they could be linked with the Mission Hall, they would be very willing to make this trip.
As he spoke, Chi Yun showed no intention of lingering any longer. His aura surged forth once more, and the illusory figure behind him reappeared.
The shadow of Thor in his hand continued to wreak havoc.
A whooshing sound rang out, followed by countless streaks of light that rushed toward their location.
As the terrifying divine power was about to descend, almost everyone held their breath.
Is it finally coming to an end?
Is this era that belongs to the West finally coming to an end?
'boom--!'
A loud bang.
A dim, gray light appeared and transformed into a protective shield just before the divine lightning struck, enveloping them within it.
Sensing that familiar aura, the four sect leaders finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As the four divine figures slowly emerged from the spiritual light, the four of them endured the intense pain in their bodies and struggled to their feet.
"Ancestor..."
"Greetings, Ancestor..."
The faces of the group were all very grim, even though they now knew that their ancestor would be backing them up.
However, this was the last choice. The most crucial point was that they hadn't expected to lose so badly in this battle between the two realms, which was why they found it hard to accept.
There's no other way now. If these elders don't show up soon, they'll all die here today.
The patriarchs of the four great sects simply waved their hands, and immediately a series of spirit bottles appeared before them, containing the divine source liquid of their respective sects.
These are the most precious things in their sect, but in the short term, they are the best resources for recovery.
Without hesitation, the four swallowed the liquid. As the spiritual energy emanating from the liquid healed their bodies, they felt the intense pain in their flesh subside considerably.
Even his pale face had regained a lot of its vitality.
"Ancestor..."
"This time it was our fault..."
The words were on the tip of their tongues, but the group couldn't continue. They had come fully prepared, but this had completely disgraced the West.
Unless the four major sects win in the end, even if they manage to escape, they will most likely have no chance of turning the tide in the future.
"fine..."
"Did anyone expect the South to have such a strong foundation in this encounter...?"
"Perhaps it's related to that Misty Sect..."
During this battle with the Southern Divine Sects, the four Supreme Elders had been observing from the very beginning. They were more perceptive than the others and could easily discern the differences between the two sides.
The identity of this Misty Sect is clearly not as simple as they imagined; otherwise, how could they have made these southern sects work for them with just a few words?
What they feared most was that so much time had passed, yet the Misty Sect still showed no signs of appearing. What did that mean?
Either they never intended to confront the Four Great Divine Sects from the beginning, or they never took the Four Great Divine Sects seriously from the start.
Considering what the Misty Sect has accomplished both inside and outside the secret realm, it is clear that the second possibility is impossible.
This is also what makes them somewhat unable to hold back their emotions. Although there have been breakthroughs and changes in the southern region over such a long period of time, it has not yet grown to the point that they cannot handle.
They're already this arrogant now; it's unimaginable what would happen if one of them were to join a supernatural force and completely disregard established powers.
If that's really the case, then they will face real sanctions.
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