Rough Welcome.

Shi Lang stood behind the rest of the core disciples and the elders of the sword peak. All of the peak masters and sect leaders were present on the scene and surrounded the square from all sides. 

Shi Lang could sense some tension in the air. It could be that despite being the biggest force, the Spirit Heart Sect always lost to the two smaller sects. This situation was similar to the Tian Kingdom and the Spirit Heart sect. 

He did not say much. All he knew was to do his best in all situations. The flying vessel was huge, and it could not enter the valley. Soon, flying swords appeared in the void. Shi Lang counted thirty and asked, "That is all? We have to gather all of the sects for this?" 

Bai Yan sighed and said, "The winners are the king, and the charade is not for disciples but the grand elder. This guy is a quasi-emperor."