Upon hearing this, everyone present was shocked.

Could the two who ascended to heaven in front of everyone possibly reappear?!

If those two were as strong as this one, then the allied forces today would probably be...

However, Mount Shu has no foundation in the immortal realm, so it should be almost impossible for it to descend to the mortal world.

All eyes were fixed on Ye Feng.

And then he couldn't help but peek around curiously.

But no one noticed any changes.

The Supreme Being of Suqian sneered: "They've put on a good show. Regardless of whether those two can descend to the mortal realm, even if they can, their strength is no match for the rest of us. If they dare to come, I don't mind killing two Immortal Realm cultivators in this realm."

Qinglan also spoke up, saying, "It's just a bluff. Fellow Daoists, let's make our move and send him on his way."

"good."

With a shout of agreement, the four supreme beings attacked Ye Feng simultaneously.

Just as the four of them got within ten meters of Ye Feng, they suddenly felt a tightness all over their bodies.

A gentle breeze blew by, lingering around their necks.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely domineering voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"Do you think that there is no one in my Shu Mountain? Now that you have come, be prepared to die and perish."

In a flash, a flying sword appeared in the arena.

Qingfeng Sword!

Immediately afterwards, a figure gradually solidified; who else could it be but Jian Qingfeng?

"boom!"

Just as Jian Qingfeng appeared, a loud explosion came from the distant allied forces camp.

A figure was holding a long sword, unleashing countless sword shadows.

A giant sphere of light composed of flying sword shadows enveloped all the allied forces!

Everyone in the Shushan Sword Sect couldn't help but shed tears as they looked at the two towering figures in the sky.

But more than anything, it was unbelievable.

I clearly saw them ascend to heaven that day, didn't I?

"It's actually Grandmaster and Uncle-Master?"

"It's actually my martial uncle and Shenqing? How...how did they get here?"

A mixture of doubt and elation rose in everyone's hearts.

And everyone knows that as long as these three are alive, the Shushan Sword Sect will not perish!

only……

But how did those two end up here?!

Suddenly, it seemed as if he had thought of something.

Ningyue, Qiye, Jueming, and several other disciples who had participated in the sect's grand competition suddenly realized what was happening.

"Jade Oil Chicken! It must have been Junior Uncle who fed Grandmaster and Senior Uncle Jade Oil Chicken!"

The group vividly remembered this magical food that could assimilate people into other things.

It was this thing that saved Yunxiu's life.

...

Ye Feng was quite proud of his work.

When the two were about to ascend to immortality, I heard them express their concerns about the sect, and that's when I came up with this idea.

When the two learned that they could continue to stay in the lower realm, they naturally accepted the offer with joy.

The white light that everyone saw at the end of the day of their ascension was merely a manifestation of the two men's flying swords.

In fact, both of them had eaten the Biyou Chicken at the last moment without anyone noticing, and Ye Feng had collected it into the jade slip.

Just before the great battle, the green light emanating from Ye Feng's body as he soared into the sky was from him opening the jade slip and placing the two of them into his storage bag.

The Sumeru Bag did not have the ability to freeze time like the Jade Slip Space, so the two gradually woke up after 15 minutes.

Ye Feng finally managed to delay until the two woke up through his own efforts.

This is certainly not a good time for reminiscing. The two are in unstable condition and might ascend to heaven at any moment, which would render all of this meaningless.

Jian Qingfeng and Shenqing Zhenjun also strive to kill all potential enemies in this battle.

Once they make a move, they won't hold back.

Their division of labor was also very clear: Jian Qingfeng and Ye Feng surrounded the four supreme beings, while Shenqing Zhenjun surrounded the remaining shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

If it were a mortal immortal descending to the mortal realm, the Four Supreme Beings would naturally not be afraid.

However, those who are immortals but have not yet ascended to the celestial realm are completely different concepts.

This means that these two are the limit that this realm can withstand!

Ye Feng alone could suppress three of the four supreme beings. Now, with the addition of Jian Qingfeng, who is no weaker than Ye Feng, how could they possibly withstand it?

Jian Qingfeng and Ye Feng worked together seamlessly.

Ye Feng used Tai Chi swordsmanship to compress the space that the four people could move around in as much as possible.

Jian Qingfeng's Dugu Nine Swords aimed every move at the vital points of the group.

He was the kind of person who would rather take action than waste words, and these people came to destroy his lineage after his ascension, which made him even more furious.

With offensive capabilities comparable to those of immortals in the celestial realm, how could a supreme being in the lower realm withstand them?

Yun Zhongzi had already attacked the sect's grand formation when Jian Qingfeng and Shenqing Zhenjun appeared.

Looking at the three figures attacking relentlessly in the sky, even someone as composed as him had tears in his eyes.

The way the three fought was dazzling to behold.

Who can be invincible in the same realm?

Who can overcome adversity and rise above?

Only the Shushan Sword Sect!

Jian Chen, now free of his frustration, shouted excitedly, "Boys, watch closely! Your junior brothers and uncles are using the same sword techniques as you. Especially Shen Qing, keep a close eye on him. If anyone tries to escape, give him a sword strike!"

After shouting, he threw his natal flying sword directly towards Shenqing Zhenjun's sword formation.

Then the flying sword quickly transformed into thousands of sword shadows, perfectly merging with Shenqing Zhenjun's sword formation.

"Again."

The gentle voice of Shenqing Zhenjun rang out.

Upon hearing this, Jian Yi and the others didn't hesitate and immediately threw all their natal flying swords into the air.

"Again."

The same words were spoken.

Wu Qiuyu and the other hall masters also threw their flying swords over.

"continue."

All the disciples threw their flying swords into the sword formation!

Still seemingly not enough, Shenqing Zhenjun said loudly, "The former head of Shushan, Shenqing, borrowed the Divine Sword from the Sword Tomb to slay the villains."

Not long after he finished speaking...

A flurry of sword shadows hovered above the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, like a dark cloud that blotted out the sun.

Shenqing Zhenjun chuckled lightly and reached out to grasp Shenqing Zhenjun's hand.

"Sword, come!"

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"...

Countless whooshing sounds rang out as countless flying swords hurtled toward Shenqing Zhenjun.

With the addition of these flying swords, the number of sword formations controlled by Shenqing Zhenjun is simply astonishing.

The disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect stared at the battlefield with fervent eyes, wishing they could have two more pairs of eyes.

Should we watch Junior Uncle's Tai Chi Sword or Ancestor Qingfeng's Dugu Nine Swords?

Or perhaps we should watch Master Shenqing's ultimate sword control technique?

When faced with a choice where both sides are equally important, how should one choose?

The average person doesn't have this kind of happy trouble.

Now everyone is envious of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Although Blood Demon Ancestor ran away with his men in the second game, it didn't affect the fact that he placed a heavy bet in the first game.

This favor was absolutely worth it!