Chapter 393: Death of Nangong and the Holy Cult
An army of three hundred thousand people calmly waited in the wings, lined up in even, motionless rows..
They just stood there, but this is precisely what caused some kind of subconscious awe.
On the dais, Linghu Feng and the rest of the five top disciples of the Five Mountain Swords stood silently, expressions of anticipation on their faces. Although he did not draw the blade, his sword will was in full swing. Great Teacher Wudang, standing nearby, led two of the strongest supreme experts - Masters Emei and Qingcheng.
A little further away stood Yang Xifeng of the Ancient Tomb, Ye Dong of the Beggar Sect, Wang Qingming of the Quanzhen Sect, and Tang Xiao of the Tang Sect..
In total, the righteous path gathered sixteen supreme experts, not counting Lin Yi; more than fifty semi-supreme; and more than three hundred masters at the peak of the first class!
Perhaps this was the largest formation in the entire existence of the fist world.
“Kri-i-i!”
The sky suddenly shook with the cry of an eagle, and all heads rose in unison, towards the golden eagle, which tore apart the cloud, turning into a rainbow trail.
Three hundred thousand swords left their sheaths, three hundred thousand throats shouted in unison: