At another position, after the Purple Corpse Puppet blocked Feng Youyu, Lin Xiao clashed with a First-Level Martial Emperor.
His Dark Heaven Demon Pillar struck the opponent, erupting in a metallic clang. The First-Level Martial Emperor was blasted back, spewing blood.
In this first strike, Lin Xiao unleashed the fifth level of the Dark Heaven Demon Art, augmented by his physical strength and spiritual power, resulting in terrifying force.
Moreover, his opponent was unaware of his true strength, as the news of him killing Emperors Luo and Wen had not yet spread.
Assuming Lin Xiao only possessed the Half-Step Martial Emperor combat power he displayed against the three major families, the First-Level Martial Emperor held back to capture him alive. This collision left the emperor severely injured.
“How is this possible?” The Martial Emperor’s face was etched with shock.
Though he had held back, he had still used Martial Emperor-level power, confident no Half-Step Martial Emperor could withstand it.
Yet, not only did he fail to subdue Lin Xiao, but he was injured by him.
Lin Xiao’s displayed cultivation was merely Fifth-Level Martial Lord, yet he had severely wounded a Martial Emperor. It was unbelievable.
Not only he but the other Demon Sect Martial Emperors were stunned.
The shock wasn’t limited to the Demon Sect; the righteous cultivators were equally dumbfounded.
Firstly, they were astonished by the bronze-robed man’s strength, capable of blasting Sikong Jian away. More crucially, seven Martial Emperors—Duan Huang, Xiang Huang, and the others—had betrayed them?
“You!” Zheren Feng, flung back, wore a look of disbelief.
Especially Duan Huang and Xiang Huang, who had recently grown close to Lingjian Sect. He couldn’t fathom why Xiang Huang would suddenly attack him.
Due to his trust in them, his injuries were more severe than the other six.
“You’re also Emperor Raiders!” Qu Huang roared.
Sheng Qianyu, locked in battle with a blue-robed elder, was furious, cursing, “You beasts!”
He never imagined these seven were Emperor Raiders, hidden among them all along.
Especially Mu Huang and Tang Huang, whom he had personally invited from the Spear Dragon Sect and Nine Heavens Sect in recent days.
Likely, the moment they learned of the plan to attack the Demon Sect, they sent word to the Demon Sect.
Originally, with the nine Martial Emperors of the Demon, Evil, and Nether Sects heavily injured, the righteous cultivators were confident of wiping them out.
The appearance of the bronze-robed man and his group was unexpected, but they still held a numerical advantage.
Now, with seven betrayals, even counting Lin Xiao’s Purple Corpse Puppet, their numbers dropped from twenty-eight against seventeen to twenty-one against twenty-four.
Moreover, the two blue-robed elders matched Sheng Qianyu’s combat power, and the bronze-robed man was even stronger.
With seven of their side heavily injured from the outset, they were now at a significant disadvantage, thrust into grave danger.
“Hmph, you can’t even kill Lin Xiao. You all deserve death!” Duan Huang retorted coldly, lunging toward an injured Martial Emperor from Absolute Blade Sect.
“Qu Huang, you can vanish from the Southeast Region!” Xiang Huang bellowed, turning his attack on Qu Huang.
With a grudge against Qu Huang, he hadn’t had the chance to ambush him earlier, leaving it to another.
Now, with the ambush irrelevant and Qu Huang injured, it was his chance to strike.
Fan Huang and the other five attacked Zheren Feng and the remaining five.
The Emperor Raiders’ three additional members also targeted the injured seven.
Moreover, three of them, including a powerful blue-robed elder, focused on the heavily wounded Zheren Feng, joined by Tang Huang, making four opponents against him.
“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” …
A series of booming sounds rang out. Despite Zheren Feng’s ability to fight, he was repeatedly blasted back, blood spraying from his wounds.
The blue-robed elder’s attack, at the Fourth-Level Martial Emperor realm, left Zheren Feng bloodied and gravely injured with a single strike.
“Kill!” Fu Yan and others tried to assist, but their powerful opponents blocked them, leading to fierce battles.
It was as if countless mountains collided within the hundred-mile radius, with terrifying clashes reverberating, the void trembling, and immense shockwaves erupting.
The most intense clash came from Sikong Jian and the bronze-robed man. Despite Sikong Jian unleashing his talents and powers, he was injured within a few exchanges.
In a critical moment, Dongfang Kaiyuan, who had the upper hand against the Demon Sect leader, was forced to disengage and join Sikong Jian in attacking the bronze-robed man.
The combined assault of two geniuses from the Southeast Region’s golden eras—one from a century ago, the other from two centuries ago—barely matched the bronze-robed man.
This showed how powerful he was.
With Dongfang Kaiyuan joining the fight against the bronze-robed man, the righteous side lost another fighter.
But it was unavoidable.
If Sikong Jian were gravely injured or killed, the bronze-robed man’s unmatched strength would overwhelm the others even faster.
Lin Xiao’s opponent shifted from the injured First-Level Martial Emperor to a Second-Level one.
With the enemy’s numerical advantage, swapping opponents was no challenge.
The injured First-Level Martial Emperor, still capable of fighting, went to hold off a righteous First-Level Martial Emperor.
Against a Second-Level Martial Emperor, no matter how powerful Lin Xiao’s attacks were, he couldn’t injure his opponent, and the fight reached a stalemate.
The battle lasted less than a quarter of an hour. With all cards played and deadly moves blocked, Zheren Feng let out an unwilling cry, “No!!!”
Bang!
A long blade slashed, and Zheren Feng’s head flew, blood spraying across the sky.
A Martial Emperor fell, killed by the blue-robed elder.
“Third Elder!”
Fu Yan roared, his gleaming sword unleashing immense power, slashing at his opponent.
Yet, his foe blocked him.
Sikong Jian, battling the bronze-robed man, grew furious. His sword aura soared, phenomena manifesting, his bloodline power surging. A strike imbued with immense force slashed down at the bronze-robed man.
“Hmph, if I weren’t restricted from breaking my seal, killing you wouldn’t be so troublesome!” The bronze-robed man snorted, his unmatched blade forcing Dongfang Kaiyuan back and clashing with Sikong Jian’s sword.
A resounding “clang” echoed, a terrifying shockwave erupting, both pushed back.
Yet, the bronze-robed man appeared entirely at ease, resuming his attack on the two.
