Chapter 1393

The Qingtian Saint Lord was even sent flying by two masked individuals, and the three of them began a great battle in the sky.

"Yaochi, Yunluo, have you two gone mad?"

While exchanging blows, the Qingtian Saint Lord roared in anger. He didn't even need to see their faces; he recognized their identities by their aura alone.

But what the hell were these two guys doing? Why were they attacking him for no reason?

"Huh? I am not the Yunluo Saint Lord, you've mistaken me for someone else."

"Mistaken your mother, stop attacking right now!"

"Why waste words with him? Let's just finish him off."

Seeing that their identities had been instantly exposed, the Yunluo Saint Lord spoke with some lack of confidence. The Yaochi Saint Lord, however, didn't care at all. So what if they were recognized? Dead men tell no tales.

"You..."

Hearing the Yaochi Saint Lord's words, the Qingtian Saint Lord was completely bewildered. These two wanted to kill him? Why?

Although the relationship between the three Great Sacred Grounds wasn't exactly intimate, it hadn't reached the point of hostility, let alone the slaughter of each other's Saint Lords.

The Qingtian Saint Lord was somewhat confused, while the numerous cultivators within the Wan Yao Pass, upon sensing the terrifying aftermath of the battle, were also rushing toward the City Lord's Mansion one after another.

Their reasoning was simple: the Dao One Sect and the Qingtian Sacred Ground had started fighting, as even an Emperor-level battle had broken out.

And having sworn allegiance to the Dao One Sect, they certainly had to intervene at this moment.

Cultivator after cultivator rushed to the City Lord's Mansion, and some Saints were even busy arranging battle plans.

"Later, try your best to hold back the Great Saint Elders of the Qingtian Sacred Ground and help the Upper Sect kill those elders. As for the Emperor-level battle, we cannot intervene, understand?"

"Understood."

"Good."

They were truly anxious. In their minds, a great war must have already broken out between the Dao One Sect and the Qingtian Sacred Ground, and both sides were currently locked in fierce combat.

They rushed to the City Lord's Mansion, but the moment they pushed open the door, the scene that met their eyes left the numerous cultivators stunned.

The Dao One Sect members, who they imagined were in the midst of a fierce battle, were actually sitting in groups in the courtyard, chatting, cracking melon seeds, drinking wine, and occasionally commenting on the battle above.

"What the hell? What is going on here?"

The leading cultivators stood frozen in place. This shouldn't be happening, right? Hadn't they started fighting? Shouldn't both sides be in the middle of a fierce battle? What was the meaning of you all cracking melon seeds here? ===== CHAPTER 1394 =====