"Even if Junior Brother Linghu goes up, this situation won't hold for long..."
Xiang Yuntian spoke gravely, and the many members of the Divine Sect looked up and gazed into the distance.
Beyond the mountain gate, before the great formation.
Dark clouds billowed, dense demon energy spread for miles like a sky-covering cloud, filled with countless demon beasts, and even faintly, there were not a few powerful Demon King-level auras!
On the side of the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect, only a handful of people were left who could enter the fray.
At the Heavenly Sword Platform, Lou Zhen had taken the stage to hold the line, already slaying one Seventh Stage and heavily injuring one Eighth Stage, now facing another Eighth Stage Demon King!
The Golden Sword overshadowed the sky, murky waters covered the ground, the intense collision of spirit light made it difficult to discern the scene within.
