"Boom—"
The sword energy and blade energy collided.
The terrifying shockwaves spread out, instantly lifting more than half of the already fragile wooden house into the air, and the entire roof was completely gone, leaving the setting sun's afterglow to spill unobstructed into the room.
Dan Qunyu looked up and saw another cultivator standing in the air.
He furrowed his brows and said, "You actually invited a cultivator from Nan Xu over! Fourth Brother, where are you—"
"There's no use calling out."
Si Dao Ren sneered, "He's already been lured away by me, and now there's only one Martial Saint on the mountain. If you sign the document and surrender now, maybe you can still save your life!"
