The ancestors of various sects watched their disciples suffer in the array, feeling some reluctance in their hearts.
The Wudang Ancestor Lu Zhen said, "This traitor is defended by the Emperor's Chariot. Can your great array refine them?"
The Yaoji Saintess smiled lightly, "The Emperor's Chariot is formidable, but as long as they're trapped in the array, we can handle them at will!"
She took out a longsword from her storage ring and said, "This is my father's Flame Emperor Sword, perfect to compare with her Emperor's Chariot!"
She waved her hand, and the Flame Emperor Sword shot up to the sky, drawing an arc before landing on the Emperor's Chariot.
A thunderous boom erupted as the two imperial weapons collided.
It was as if two meteorites collided, making the ground rumble and crack like turtle patterns.
The Ji Wanrong Sisters watched anxiously from the city tower, asking, "What should we do now?"
