"The Great Sun Swordsman of the Eastern Devil School?"
"You actually dared to come."
The Mysterious Heavenly Swordsman paused briefly before his fighting spirit surged. His golden robe clinked, revealing a smile, "Gentlemen, the grand opportunity of our Dao has arrived. After slaying this foe, even as disciples of the Sect, it is our duty not to shirk!"
"Indeed, this person deserves to die by my sword."
"When the time comes, I hope Brother Xuan Tian won't play any dirty tricks on my path to becoming a Taoist disciple, lest others look down upon us."
A sword cultivator from the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace burst into laughter, exuding boundless heroism.
"Hahaha!"
The laughter of nearly a hundred sword cultivators from the three great Immortal Sects echoed through the land, their sword intent soaring, dispelling any trace of tension.
"Precisely, it should be this way."
"If the sword is inferior, death is but a trivial matter, what is there to fear?"
"You all are quite impressive."
