Chapter 532: Gathering Storms
The mouthful of blood that Jiang Tuo had forced back down spread through his mouth.
He had never imagined the gap between himself and Chen Qing had already grown this large.
Eleven refinements of the Golden Core, a Second Revolution Grandmaster's cultivation, and before Chen Qing's single spear, it had all crumbled without the ability to resist.
Just as the tension hung in silence, two sharp sounds of cutting through the air came suddenly from outside the altar, arriving in an instant.
Two figures descended one after the other at Chen Qing's side. It was Ke Tianzong and Shen Qinghong.
Ke Tianzong had barely touched the ground before a heavy dark iron saber was already in his grip. His gaze locked onto the three of Lu Yunsong's group and he said in a stern, low voice, "People of Taiyi Upper Sect, is this an attempt to bully the few with numbers?"
Shen Qinghong's first reaction was to glance sideways at Chen Qing, scanning him up and down. Seeing his aura was steady and he was completely unharmed, the worry hanging in her heart eased somewhat. She asked, "Are you alright? There was quite a commotion here just now. What happened?"
Ever since the Jinting Empire had laid their killing trap and Chen Qing had reversed it to kill four of five, the Yan Kingdom's Six Great Upper Sects had quietly reached a tacit understanding and tightened their communication several times over, terrified of being picked off one by one by the Jinting Empire and the Ghost Witch Sect again.
Just now the altar had first produced the enormous crash of the stone statue shattering, followed by the intense collision of a sword domain against a spear domain. The two of them had been the closest, and the moment they sensed the commotion they had come rushing over.