"Who dares?! Blind fool—how dare you meddle in the affairs of our Guile Heaven Sect?!"
The tide of battle shifted in a heartbeat. In the brief moment when it seemed the two cultivators from the Guile Heaven Sect would succeed, Jiang Chengxuan's intervention shattered their momentum entirely.
One of the sect's immortals instantly erupted with rage. His expression darkened, and his voice thundered like a great bell across the skies. Totem-like Dao runes squirmed and twisted around him, blazing with wrathful flame, poised to strike at any moment.
Even Huo Tian, the slovenly immortal who was just on the brink of death, was stunned. For a moment, he stared in disbelief.
He glanced across the chaotic battlefield, unable to imagine who—at such a desperate moment—would step forward to save him.
