Yin-yangzi set off for the Ghost Race's territory. At the same time, less than a hundred breaths after Yin-yangzi's departure, several figures rose into the air from the Taiyang Sect of Heavenly Yin.
The experts of the Taiyang Sect of Heavenly Yin tore through the void above Misty Immortal Mountain, causing spatial cracks to appear in the sky. Several dozen spatial cracks appeared at the same time, creating an extremely spectacular sight.
The disciples of the Taiyang Sect of Heavenly Yin began to discuss with each other in puzzlement when they saw so many experts of their sect had set off. Just the quasi-saint experts alone numbered close to twenty.
"What's going on? What's happened? "
Something big must have happened for so many powerful individuals to be mobilized. As the disciples discussed among themselves, someone quickly revealed the truth.
"You still don't know? I heard that a human quasi-saint sect is trapped in the Ghost Race's territory. The Ancestor Sovereign personally led people to rescue them. "
The experts of the Taiyang Sect of Heavenly Yin had set off together just to rescue the Sacred Palace. Some disciples were still puzzled. "The Ghost Race's territory? Isn't that closer to the Xuanyuan clan? Why do we have to go rescue them? "
The human quasi-saint sect that had appeared in the Ghost Race's territory should've been rescued by the Xuanyuan clan. However, the Xuanyuan clan hadn't gone to the Ghost Race's territory. On the contrary, the Xuanyuan clan had gone to the God Race's territory.
Yin-yangzi and the experts of the Taiyang Sect of Heavenly Yin knew why the Xuanyuan clan hadn't gone to the Sacred Palace's territory and had instead gone to the God Race's territory to rescue a human quasi-saint sect instead.
Just as Yin-yangzi had said, the Xuanyuan clan was like an old woman picking persimmons, picking the weakest ones to pinch.
They were well aware of the relationship between the human race and the Ghost Race. A great battle was unavoidable if the Xuanyuan clan had gone to the Ghost Race's territory to rescue the Sacred Palace. However, things would've been much easier if the God Race had gone to the God Race's territory. After all, the relationship between the God Race and the human race wasn't too bad at the moment.
The Xuanyuan clan didn't want to fight the Ghost Race to the death right from the start, so he'd directly given up on the Sacred Palace and turned to rescue a human quasi-saint sect instead.
Many human forces in the Central World were well aware of the Xuanyuan Clan's way of doing things. Therefore, they were not too surprised even though they despised it.
The Heavenly Yin Taiyang Sect was already rushing towards the Ghost Clan's territory. In order to arrive as soon as possible, the Heavenly Yin Taiyang Sect didn't send many people, only a few dozen. However, these people were the same as the Ghost Emperor Sect. The lowest cultivation level was at the Saint Realm.
He didn't know what was going on in the Heavenly Yin and Solar Sect. At this moment, the conflict between the Sacred Palace and the Ghost Emperor Sect had reached its climax.
Several days passed, but the Nine Suns Tisura Formation protecting the Sacred Palace remained intact despite the efforts of Xiao Sheng and the others.
This was something to be happy about, but there wasn't the slightest trace of joy on the faces of the Sacred Palace disciples. This was because Xiao Sheng and the others had consumed a great deal of their spiritual energy over the past few days. At this moment, Xiao Sheng and the others' faces had all turned a little pale.
Xiao Sheng and the other three were fine. After all, the four of them were Quasi-sage Great Venerables. However, the situation of the other Saint Venerables was not so good. After persisting for several days without rest, the Saint Venerables' faces were already pale.
The Saint Sovereigns were about to run out of spiritual energy. Sovereign Ghost Frost also noticed this and a cold smile flashed through his eyes.
The Sacred Palace couldn't hold on for much longer. Several days had passed, but the human Great Saint still hadn't appeared. Logically speaking, given the distance between the Xuanyuan clan and the Sacred Palace, he should have arrived long ago if he wanted to rescue the Sacred Palace. However, the fact that the Xuanyuan clan's experts still hadn't appeared meant that the Xuanyuan clan had clearly given up on the Sacred Palace.
The Xuanyuan clan's absence was undoubtedly good news for Sovereign Ghost Frost. This way, the Ghost Emperor Sect's experts would have enough time to break the formation.
"The Xuanyuan clan is still the same as before. Ridiculous." Sovereign Ghost Frost couldn't help but feel disdain in his heart. He could guess why the Xuanyuan clan had given up on the Sacred Palace.
To put it bluntly, the Xuanyuan clan didn't want to stand out and wanted to preserve their strength. They didn't want to fight to the death with the Ghost Emperor Sect.
It seemed that the Xuanyuan clan didn't lose anything by doing this, but in fact, it was extremely stupid. The Hundred Race War was about to begin, but the Xuanyuan clan was still plotting his own scheme. He only focused on himself and not the entire Human Race. It was simply extremely narrow-minded.
Of course, the Xuanyuan clan's narrow-mindedness was a good thing for the Ghost Race. It was also something that Sovereign Ghost Frost was happy to see.
"Old bastard Xuanyuan, you're already so old but you're still so stupid. Fine, I have to thank your Xuanyuan Clan for this. Otherwise, how could I have destroyed a quasi-saint sect of your human race so easily?" Laughing coldly in his heart, Sovereign Ghost Frost gave the order to attack again, not giving the Sacred Palace the slightest chance to breathe.
It was obvious that the Sacred Palace was an arrow at the end of its flight. As time passed, the Sacred Palace's Saint Sovereigns found it increasingly difficult to hold on. There were several times when the formation began to show signs of collapse.
The situation was getting worse. If this continued, the formation would definitely collapse. Xiao Chen and the other Chosen stood on the main square. Seeing the increasingly dangerous situation, a glint of determination flashed across their eyes. Xiao Chen said in a clear voice.
"Brothers, life and death is at this moment. As disciples of the Sacred Palace, we should also contribute our strength …."
In the current situation, it was obviously difficult to rely on Xiao Sheng's group of four and the Saint Sovereigns alone. Therefore, Xiao Chen mobilized all the disciples of the Sacred Palace to work together to ensure the operation of the formation.
This was the last resort. Although the strength of the disciples was far inferior to Xiao Sheng's group and could be said to be very weak, there were many of them. If everyone contributed their strength, they could at least hold on a little longer.
As Xiao Chen's voice rang out, the many disciples, deacons, and elders who were still in a daze recovered from their shock. A look of determination flashed across their eyes.
Immediately, Xiao Chen took the lead and sat down. His spiritual energy soared into the sky and instantly sank into the formation.
Following Xiao Chen's action, Long Qing, Chen Yu, Emperor Qing, Bai Yi, and the others did the same. Under the leadership of the Chosen and Saintesses, the other disciples of the Sacred Palace followed suit. For a time, streams of spiritual energy, thick and thin, entered the formation without exception.
With so much spiritual energy once again converging into the formation, the Nine Suns Encirclement Formation, which had been on the verge of collapse, became stable again. However, Sovereign Ghost Frost was completely unconcerned.
"Trapped beasts are putting up a desperate fight. Do you think you can overturn the heavens with the strength of ants?"
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