Dou Wei felt a chill run down his spine.
In his mind, the first thought was that other sects had intervened.
The sects he referred to were not those from the Bai City region but the other three sects at the same level as their Xuanti Sect.
Xiyue Sect, Six Harmony Mountain, and Wentian Gate.
Only these three sects could mobilize so many Golden Core Cultivators.
The more Dou Wei thought about it, the more he felt his judgment was correct. It was only these three sects that could unite the forces of Shanyang City to confront their Xuanti Sect.
This thought flashed through Dou Wei's mind like lightning during a volcanic eruption. At this moment, as the mountain peak crashed down, Dou Wei spat out blood and plummeted swiftly toward the ground below.
