Under Ming Ye’s lead, the Radiant Pavilion charged over. Out of the thousands in the Radiant Pavilion’s party, over two hundred Xiantian Realm cultivators that were donned in a golden armor charged out. They formed a shield before Lin Yun and faced the Blood Cloud Sect and Golden Flame Sect’s death squads. There was no fear in their eyes.

At the same time, they drew their swords. Their swords buzzed with cold light that flickered on the edges. It turns out that every sword was a ...