Everyone looked in horror at the hand reaching out from the coffin, many involuntarily swallowed.
So powerful, what are we supposed to do?
Isn’t this a sure death?
The Great Land Sovereigns of the Five Directions Immortal Sect exchanged glances, their eyes filled with fear. Their sects had forced the deaths of over a thousand Immortals, yet released a bloodthirsty Demon Head, leading themselves to certain doom?
Isn’t this practically digging your own grave?
Digging your own grave?
In the next second, is Lord Freedom Dragon going to crawl out of the coffin, give us a cold smile, and then nonchalantly harvest our lives?
But the person inside the coffin didn’t sit up—the hand crushed the attacking Spiritual Energy surge and withdrew back into the coffin, rendering silence for a mont.
"What does this an?"
"Could it be that he just woke up, and his body hasn’t fully recovered?"
"Shouldn’t we seize this chance to continue attacking? If we wait for him to recover further, wouldn’t we end up as the unlucky ones?"
"Or, should we take this chance to escape?"
The crowd exchanged looks, each seeing the retreating intent in the other’s eye.
They indeed hoped to find the Cultivation Technique inheritance of the One Emperor, Two Kings, and Three Monarchs, but who would dare face them while they’re alive!
These are the top experts of this world, masters dominating this realm. If we have any ideas about them, aren’t we seeking death?
"Run!"
With a low shout, three figures turned into Golden Light, fleeing swiftly into the distance.
The others didn’t move, but their eyes were fixedly glued to the escaping figures.
Seeing this, the fleeing trio couldn’t help but curse inwardly, realizing that they were being used as scouts. But since they’ve fled, they couldn’t return now, could they?
Escape!
Accelerate escape!
Just as the trio transford into King Duncan, left the deep valley, and relaxed, their faces suddenly changed.
Their bodies abruptly halted!
They were suddenly frozen in mid-air, as if caught by a petrifying spell.
The trio’s eyes widened in horror, channeling all their Spiritual Energy, activating their Domain, and unleashing Divine Skills to break this imprisoning force.
Yet their bodies remained motionless.
It’s not that they didn’t want to move; they simply couldn’t.
Their Domain Power, their Divine Skills, seed insignificant and fragile against this terrifying imprisoning force.
The imprisoning force suddenly magnified, and the three Great Land Sovereigns felt the surrounding space collapse instantly, with themselves at the core. The terrifying compression obliterated their bodies instantly.
Their bodies shattered instantly, turning into a pool of Essence Blood and forming a bloodline that spanned the sky, heading towards the black coffin atop the spire.
This scene made all the Great Land Sovereigns’ faces change dramatically, their eyes filled with fear, and the disciples of the Five Directions Immortal Sect and the captured Adventurers were pale as grass.
Even such esteed, powerful Great Land Sovereigns could be killed like ants.
With the Great Land Sovereigns like this, aren’t we dood?
This ti we’re truly finished.
Earlier, we relied on our sect’s strength to force the deaths of over a thousand Immortals, and now karma has arrived!
It’s our turn!
The many strong figures of the Five Directions Immortal Sect wore cold expressions, their eyes resolute and fierce.
To reach such a Realm, none are soft-hearted; they are all daring enough to risk their lives. Since escape is impossible, to survive, they must fight!
"Everyone, use all your hidden techniques and magical treasures. He hasn’t attacked us fully yet, indicating his awakening isn’t complete. That one strike, although powerful, clearly showed he couldn’t keep attacking us relentlessly or play gas with us otherwise."
Karon Goodwin’s expression was fierce: "Either he dies, or we perish. We’ll fight. If he is defeated and captured, the spoils will be shared amongst our five families!"
The crowd fell silent for a few seconds before nodding in agreent.
Karon Goodwin took out a football-sized jade conch, and those around him gazed intently at it.
"Is this the Divine Power Conch?"
Karon Goodwin nodded: "Yes, it stores a Divine Skill from the Sect’s Supre Elder Kade Cobb, at least comparable to the Great Land Immortal Second Realm. It was given to before setting out for defense."
The crowd nodded wordlessly, knowing Karon Goodwin genuinely intended to fight to the death.
Karon Goodwin said solemnly: "Our opportunity might only be twice, maybe only once. Our lives are tied together, so no holding back."
The crowd nodded, bringing out powerful magical treasures or secret treasures bestowed by their sects to defeat strong foes.
Karon Goodwin looked at the still black coffin and said in a low voice: "Together, either he dies, or we die... Strike!"
With Karon Goodwin’s low shout, the jade conch in his hand flew into the sky, transforming into nurous powerful Heavenly Thunder, descending upon the spire, targeting the black coffin.
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