The Venerable Lord led everyone to the foot of the mountain at Leiyin Temple, gazing at the towering high mountain before him, the Venerable Lord was filled with emotion!
He had been suppressed here for ten thousand years…
At this moment, the mountainside of Leiyin Temple was already filled with people, all strong individuals from various places in the Sixth Heaven.
When they saw the dark mass of demon soul troops, everyone collectively fell silent.
A hundred thousand demon souls, tens of thousands of demon cultivators, such a scale, it had to make people silent.
Especially the ten thousand demon souls behind the Venerable Lord, each with powerful auras, giving a strong sense of oppression.
Demon souls had such auras, what realms were these demon souls in before their physical bodies perished, no one knew.
At this moment, all the strong individuals on the mountainside had solemn expressions.
These demon souls were much stronger than they had imagined.
Wu Hao and the others also had solemn expressions, especially when seeing that Venerable Lord, everyone was filled with pressure.
After all, existences suppressed for ten thousand years were all old things, how powerful they were before, no one knew.
The Yunxia Sect leader looked at the Venerable Lord with an extremely solemn expression, when his gaze fell on the two sword-holding elders behind the Venerable Lord, his eyes widened even more.
These two elders were both sword cultivators, appearing unfathomably deep.
Ten thousand years ago, among the famous sword cultivators in the demon clan of the Sixth Heaven, there were only those two brothers, the Peerless Divine Swords…
One called Peerless, one called Divine Sword…
The Yunxia Sect leader did not recognise these two brothers of the Peerless Divine Swords, but from the looks, it seemed these two elders were them.
Hundreds of thousands of cultivators, separated by a thousand zhang, stared at each other.
Wu Hao led his people slowly down the mountain!
Since the other side had come, they had to face it, there was no way to avoid it.
“Since you have escaped the restriction, you should take your subordinates, find a piece of land, reshape your physical bodies, instead of wanting to wage war with us.”
“This will only lead to mutual destruction, perhaps you will be suppressed again…”
Wu Hao said to the Venerable Lord!
The Venerable Lord looked at Wu Hao with a face full of disdain, “With you bunch of trash, it does not amount to mutual destruction, and to suppress me, you are not qualified.”
The Venerable Lord’s words made all the hundred thousand cultivators on site full of shame.
So many human clan, beast clan cultivators, but in terms of strength realm truly surpassing the Venerable Lord, probably not a few, or even none.
“Since the words have come to this point, then no more nonsense, let’s fight!”
Wu Hao assumed a stance.
Other cultivators all drew their weapons one after another, since things had come to this, fear was useless.
“I can give you one chance!” The Venerable Lord sneered coldly, “Let the younger generation play, do not say I bully you, if you lose, hand over the sacrificial scripture, then you get out of the Sixth Heaven.”
“Remember, only one chance…”
“If you lose?” Wu Hao asked.
“I will take my people and leave, never appear in the Sixth Heaven again.” The Venerable Lord said very confidently.
Wu Hao turned his head to look at the crowd behind him, he dared not make the decision on his own, he had to see everyone’s opinion.
“No problem, I will go first to meet them…”
A man in green clothes leaped forward to Wu Hao, “Kingdom Lord, let me meet these demon cultivators, let them taste my invincible iron fist…”
Seeing someone step forward, Wu Hao nodded and looked at the Venerable Lord, “Good…”
The Venerable Lord laughed, and laughed very smugly and cruelly, as if the outcome was already destined.
“Venerable Lord, I will go first…”
A white-clothed youth stepped out, this youth in white clothes fluttering, with an immortal-like demeanour, no matter how you looked, he did not seem like a demon cultivator.
“You?” The Venerable Lord stared at the white-clothed youth with both eyes.
“Tianluo Sect’s young sect master Mu Baiyi…”
The white-clothed youth announced his name.
“Kid, you are seeking your own death…”
The man in green clothes sneered!
