The surging sword energy attracted cultivators nearby who didn’t want to miss a fun event.

“The vajra might be fighting the saintess’ group.” Newcomers found this astonishing.

“How strange, he has done so much for True Immortal before. Isn’t he a guest elder?” An expert said.

“It’s all because of that Darkviolet Celestial Horse Grass. Friendship doesn’t matter when it comes to something so precious.” A big shot read the situation perfectly.

The golden dragon roared while assaulting the formati...