At the same time that the Grand Elder's voice died down, countless protective formations sprung from the heart of the Holy mountain, covering not just the Holy sect at the mountain's peak, but the entire Holy mountain in the blink of an eye.
These were the protective formations of the Holy sect that had been carved by many star-rank formation masters thousands of years ago.
Even if a large group of rank 9 Dao Emperors assaulted the Holy sect, these protective formations would stand strong without any issue.
But the Grand Elder knew, that in front of this purple-robed old man on the 'Hellfire crow's' back, it would need at most a couple of attacks before the Holy sect's protective formations were destroyed.
The purple-robed young woman's lips curved upwards when she saw these protective formations that could be destroyed even by the Hellfire crow she was standing, let alone the old man next to her.
