The Senluo Temple was the leader of the heretical schools. It was an ancient lineage that could be traced back to each of the catastrophes the world had suffered. Each hall had their own history and produced top talents. This was their time to show their edge.

Seven Lords came this time. Each of them could be considered kings of the younger generation, feared by all.

Taking up seven different directions, spirit treasures floated up high and sealed the sky. There was a dark sail, a gigantic palace, a frightening bloody flag…

It was a magnificent scene as seven treasures all appeared in the sky at the same time.

The cultivators nearby couldn’t stand straight from the pressure these weapons emitted.

Feng Feiyun had entered a state of zen with his mind fully focused in order to absorb the energy from the dan pill. Only by hastily gathering his energy would he be able to come out against so many experts.

He also didn’t want to drag his...