At this moment, on Kunlun Mountain, although both sides were exchanging harsh words, a battle had not yet broken out.
The monsters of the Demon Palace continued to provoke verbally, but the ancient sects of the human race remained unmoved, showing no intention of making the first move.
After all, the Demon Palace's confident demeanor suggested they were hiding something crucial.
With the treasure yet to appear, no sect dared to act rashly, fearing that if the Demon Palace incapacitated them first, they would be out of the running for the treasure.
Nobody wanted to be someone else's stepping stone, even if, prior to this, the ancient sects had made verbal alliances with one another...
"Shushan Sword Sect! Weren't you arrogant just a moment ago? Why so cowardly now? Do you still dare to call yourselves sword cultivators? You're just disgracing the ancient sword immortals!"
