Zhou Hong’s single sword annihilating several hundred experts deeply shocked Lin Haoyan and the others.

To comprehend sword dao to the point of striking eight thousand times in an instant—in the entire Upper Realm, finding a second person would be extremely difficult!

If he continued cultivating deeper, his achievements would only become more terrifying.

The more amazingly Zhou Hong performed, the more the Ten Great Immortal Sects sensed crisis. After all, calling him an Eternal Sect disciple, if not curbed in time, once his wings were fully grown, wouldn’t he soar to the heavens?

“Everyone.”

Lin Haoyan transmitted his voice: “This sect cannot be allowed to remain!”

Previously when the Star Spirit Realm invaded, they’d witnessed many disciples’ strength. Now with a sword dao genius like Zhou Hong appearing, their worry intensified beyond the past.

“Correct!”

Qianyin Immortal Sect’s master said: “Since we’ve all come, we must annihilate Eternal Sect!”

“Jun Changxiao!”

Lin Haoyan said coldly: “Brazenly murdering Tianhua Dao Sect’s master before—your crimes are heinous. Today we will implement delisting against your Eternal Sect according to Upper Realm regulations!”

His voice echoed across the firmament, entering various rogue cultivators’ ears.

“They’re finished!”

“Eternal Sect is finished!”

When Lin Haoyan spoke these words, throughout the Upper Realm wherever there were sizeable medium and large cities, announcement boards displayed text reading—

Since ascending, Eternal Sect has repeatedly violated forbidden zones, detained Tianhua Dao Sect elders, and extorted one billion profound stones. Their behavior is extremely vile, their actions despicable. After discussion by the Ten Great Immortal Sects, we hereby issue a delisting order.

“Holy crap!”

“A delisting order!”

Martial artists in major cities quickly gathered to observe.

The so-called delisting order could be simply understood as removing a faction or clan from existence in the martial world.

Since the Ten Great Immortal Sects took power, it had only appeared once—ten thousand years ago targeting the Demonic Delusion Domain. Now a sect that had just ascended not long ago received the same treatment. Two words: awesome!

“No wonder so many Immortal Sect experts flew past earlier—turns out they’re going to annihilate Eternal Sect!”

“A once-in-ten-thousand-years event—let’s go watch the excitement!”

“Watch what!”

“With the forces the Ten Great Immortal Sects dispatched, by the time we get there, Eternal Sect will probably have ceased to exist!”

“Jun Changxiao’s master is Tonggu Zhenren. He definitely won’t sit by and watch. Maybe he’s already clashing with the Immortal Sects. If we go, we might see peak experts battle.”

“Let’s go!”

Many martial artists ultimately decided to head toward Eternal Immortal Mountain with the mindset of potentially watching excitement.

The numbers weren’t small—at least millions successively.

…

Jidao Cave Dwelling.

Tonggu Zhenren placed a black piece on the chess board, raised his head and smiled: “I won.”

“Sigh.”

Qiye Zhenren shook his head: “A move behind in chess.”

“According to the wager you and I made several thousand years ago, whoever loses must agree to one thing the winner requests.”

“Speak.”

Tonggu Zhenren stood, turning his back: “Stay here.”

With those words, he waved his hand, draping the brand new robe hanging on the clothes rack over himself, his entire being exuding an aura of facing death resolutely.

“I’ll agree to anything else, but not this one thing.” Qiye Zhenren also donned his robe, gathering his loose hair: “Because I said that from now on, whatever happens, I’ll unconditionally support you.”

“Why bother.”

Tonggu Zhenren said bitterly.

“Stop the nonsense.”

Qiye Zhenren walked out of the cave dwelling first: “If we’re late, your disciple’s sect will probably be delisted.”

No wonder the two had such a life-and-death parting feeling in their earlier dialogue—they’d already known the Ten Great Immortal Sects issued a delisting order.

“Good!”

Tonggu Zhenren understood this old friend well: “You owe me one thing first!”

“Bullshit!”

Qiye Zhenren roared: “Your disciple is in great danger and I’m coming to help—we’re even!”

“Alright, alright, alright.”

While the two conversed, Piaomiao Seven Worthies and others flew over.

Though they had no master-disciple relationship with Jun Changxiao, they’d personally trained him through two years of hellish training. Now that he faced difficulty, they naturally came to help without hesitation.

“Disciple.”

Tonggu Zhenren thought to himself: “This master was wrong.”

He’d once said: better a dead friend than a dead poor Daoist.

Now people were disregarding life and death to help, demonstrating what true chivalrous spirit meant—especially precious in this survival-of-the-fittest world.

“Let’s go!”

“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”

Led by Tonggu Zhenren, the rogue cultivators transformed into streaming light flying toward Eternal Immortal Mountain.

They clearly knew this trip meant tearing off all pretenses with the Ten Great Immortal Sects, but to place hope in the new generation, never mind losing an arm—even losing their lives didn’t matter!

The plot reaching this point suddenly became passionate.

This probably made many readers accustomed to light-hearted writing style shout: Damn, so cringe!

Don’t rush.

The camera turned to Eternal Sect’s murderous atmosphere. Jun Changxiao sat at the mountain gate, one hand skillfully picking his toes.

“…”

The assembled disciples were speechless.

With the Immortal Sects’ hundred thousand forces imposingly hovering outside the sect, their sect master actually had the leisure to pick his toes. And moreover… he even brought his finger to his nose to sniff, his face showing a satisfied expression.

“Urgh!”

Su Xiaomo really couldn’t hold it in and started vomiting.

Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others tried hard to keep their gazes locked on the Immortal Sects.

Dog Sheng’s undignified behavior instead made nearby Hua Meigui think to herself: “Husband looks so charming when he’s calm.”

“Delisting?”

Jun Changxiao put down his foot: “Such audacity!”

Lin Haoyan had no intention of wasting words with him. Raising his hand, he said coldly: “All disciples listen—quickly eradicate Eternal Sect!”

“Yes!”

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

In an instant, nearly one hundred thousand martial artists with cultivation no weaker than seventh or eighth revolution erupted with full power. Their roars and released momentum could be called earth-shattering.

Speaking of which, it was quite ironic. When the Star Spirit Realm’s First Fleet invaded, though they actively participated in battle, the forces they organized were far fewer than those targeting Eternal Sect. Probably they wanted other factions and rogue cultivators to go die, thereby minimizing their own losses as much as possible.

“If fighting relied on volume to determine victory, my Eternal Sect would be invincible.” Jun Changxiao lazily rested his hand on the armrest: “Babies, shout a couple times to let them hear!”

“Swish!”

“Swish!”

One hundred thousand disciples uniformly retrieved amplifying megaphones from their spatial rings, shouting loudly: “Those who offend Eternal Sect will be executed!”

“Those who offend Eternal Sect will be executed!”

“Buzz—”

Shaking the firmament, deafening to the ears.

If determining victory by volume, the amplified Eternal Sect undoubtedly won completely!

“Swoosh!”

“Swoosh!”

At this moment, the Ten Great Immortal Sects’ forces charged forward.

Leading at the front were several hundred high-level members, their strength all ranging from lower, middle, to upper Truth-Seeking Realm!

Ten Immortal Sects casually dispatching dozens of experts each—the combat power gathered was extremely formidable, not to mention thousands upon thousands of peak Core Formation Realm cultivators.

Though Jun Changxiao had a million Demonic Delusion troops, most were at first revolution level. If the two sides truly clashed, victory was still hard to say.

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

The Ten Great Immortal Sects’ forces pressed down like towering waves. With realms fully released, the momentum gathered also deeply shook the firmament and earth.

“Too terrifying!”

Rogue cultivators hiding far away, seeing Eternal Immortal Mountain brilliantly radiant, all trembled in their hearts.

“I’d like to see who dares act presumptuous!”

Suddenly, an aged angry shout transmitted, forming ripples similar to sound waves that frantically spread outward, shocking everyone until their qi and blood roiled.

The Ten Great Immortal Sects’ forces pressing forward like a great army abruptly stopped.

Tonggu Zhenren led his circle of friends hovering before Eternal Sect’s mountain gate, saying coldly: “Those who move against my disciple and his sect—a fight to the death!”

“Master…”

Jun Changxiao turned his head, handing over eye drops, then turned back with tears already streaming down his face.