To achieve this first step, the primary task is to capture all the mbers of the True Martial Sect hidden within the Demon Lord's tomb and hand them over to Qiu Taoguang!
With evil qi surging in his eyes, Lord Heavenly Phoenix waved his hand around and coldly commanded:
"The protective barrier they're utilizing won't last much longer. Act swiftly and break it!"
"Yes!"
Upon hearing the command, the two Demon Clan Commanders responded in unison, and their bodies soon surged with demonic power, their aura rapidly climbing. Only after the demonic power condensed and compressed to the limit did they fiercely strike, with heavy punches unleashing a torrent of relentless attacks!
anwhile, several Demon Sect Elders and True Inheritors were constantly casting spells, dissipating the black mist initially perating the canyon, revealing a vague sight of a bowl-shaped Primordial Power Guardian Array.
The wind howled, and Primordial Power stirred.
Under such a tide-like onslaught, countless intense ripples imdiately quivered on the chaotic light screen of the Primordial Power Guardian Array, in a precarious state, seeming about to collapse.
Nonetheless, the flowing spirit light within the array remained undiminished, even growing more intense.
This clearly shows that the True Martial Sect's True Inheritors inside are desperately infusing primordial power into the formation, striving to sustain the rapidly consuming power.
From above, observing that this Guardian Array still stands firm, Lord Heavenly Phoenix slightly narrowed his eyes, radiating cold light as a displeased expression appeared on his face, coldly snorting:
"Hmph! Still struggling on the verge of death. Once the formation is shattered, I will personally devour each one of them to vent my anger!"
Beside him, the Demon Sect Daoist Monarch sneered coolly, casting a malicious gaze toward the array's light screen, casually remarking:
"Haha, no need to hurry, Your Highness. The people of the True Martial Sect have always been like this, stubborn, foul-mouthed, and hard-headed, just like those old monsters in their sect, irritatingly annoying."
"Nonetheless, under these circumstances, whether they live or die is hardly up to them anymore."
With a mocking tone, the Demon Sect Daoist Monarch stepped forward, two particularly cold beams of light fixed directly at the center of the array, and his lips slightly moved, sending a voice filled with chilling killing intent toward the canyon:
"Lu Chong, Zong Yue has already been defeated by the Demon Sect's Daoist Monarch of Great Disaster, fleeing alone for his life. In this Ancient Demon Sect Relics, the Eight Great Sects are dood to defeat; relying solely on the True Martial Sect's strength is futile! I admire your talent, aware that Daoist Monarch Dayuan's cultivation is hard-earned, kindly advising you not to struggle needlessly!"
"Moreover, if any other True Inheritors of the True Martial Sect are willing to surrender, I can swear not to harm you! After this matter ends, upon returning to my Demon Sect, you can be welcod as disciples, joining our sect to conquer the Cang Mang Domain, thereby establishing imnse rit and envisioning an unlimited future!"
"I have said my piece; do not mislead yourselves!"
Upon hearing his persuasion to surrender, without waiting for a response from within the array, Lord Heavenly Phoenix raised his eyebrows.
Exchanging glances with the Demon Sect Daoist Monarch, the two of them chuckled coldly, as Lord Heavenly Phoenix quickly discerned what the other was plotting, and sneered to himself.
Upon lowering his gaze once more, two sinister sights emitted a faint hint of amusent.
Saying there would be no harm, when it's at the Demon Sect, who could trust such words!
Lord Heavenly Phoenix and the Demon Sect Daoist Monarch are well aware that Lu Chong, with his steadfast and unwavering nature, is unlikely to be swayed into betrayal and surrender.
In reality, the real target of these words is the True Monarchs beside Lu Chong.
Now, as the True Martial Sect's ranks are engulfed by encirclent, even a couple of individuals with weak resolve swaying could completely rupture their shared animosity!
Once the collective spirit disappears, the True Martial Sect's mbers will beco lambs awaiting slaughter, and their fate then is self-evident.
The Demon Sect Daoist Monarch, an experienced old man, rembers to employ such cunning tactics to break formations, even with absolute superiority, proving how viciously cruel he is.
At this mont, within the Primordial Power Guardian Array.
That sinister voice passed through the light screen, reaching the ears of the True Martial Sect's True Inheritors and Elders without stirring a reaction.
On the contrary, hearing these words, the True Inheritors and Elders exchanged glances, each revealing a subtle, inexplicable smile on their faces.
"Heh."
A chuckle suddenly echoed, breaking the tense atmosphere inside the formation.
Furrowed brows of the group slightly relaxed, and in this critical mont of life and death, their expressions beca noticeably more at ease.
"People say that the Demon Sect Daoist Monarch is formidable, but ultimately, he's rely an over-cautious character. If not fearing Daoist Monarch Dayuan, he wouldn't speak such blatant falsehoods."
"Advising surrender in front of our True Martial Sect, even that he could co up with."
"A re defeated dog, driven by our Eight Great Sects to the Endless Sea, lingering timidly. Now, having sided with the Outer Realm Demon Clan, truly thinking they could counterattack and reign over the Cang Mang Domain. Even if we suffer a setback in the Ancient Demon Sect Relics. Can the Demon Daoist Venerables and Demon Sect of the Demon Clan rival the Supre Sect Leaders of our Eight Great Sects?"
"It's so ludicrous that such cowardly creatures could beco Daoist Monarchs of the Vientiane Realm, surpassing us in rank. Just bla this on being inside the Demon Sect's relics, bla this old monster for entering the relic first."
After the laughter ended, derisive remarks followed suit, as True Martial Sect's True Inheritors diligently sustained the Guardian Array's operation, expressing jesting tones, revealing their staunch heroism decisively.
Having persevered over millennia, the True Martial Sect, from top to bottom, boasts only those who die valiantly, never bowing and scraping!
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