Above Feng Xian's head was a golden cauldron protecting her body. Her mental energy manifested a divine sword that pointed straight at her opponents.0

Her team had had a numerical advantage, but the members of Team Zenith somehow managed to force parity. With Leiting Ya and the Immortal King's substitute being killed, along with the man and woman in black, the tide had turned against them.0

Except for Zhang Lie, who was facing off against the man in dark green robes at the top of the altar, the strongest enemy cultivator remaining was Sun Xiaowu. Only by killing him could Feng Xian salvage the fight.0

Sun Xiaowu fought without turning back.0

Three arrows, brimming with purple...0