"Wyatt Barnes, from now on, the Heaven Fortin Sect will cease to exist!"
Among the 'Martial Emperor Realm Seventh-Order powerhouses' standing shoulder to shoulder and confronting Wyatt Barnes, the black-robed old man, also the Sect Leader of the Thousand-Fathoms Sect, said with an icy voice.
It was as though in their words, Wyatt Barnes was destined to be killed by them.
"Then we'll have to see if you have what it takes."
Facing four Martial Emperor Realm Seventh-Order powerhouses, Wyatt Barnes remained calm, his expression betraying neither happiness nor anger.
Unbeknownst to them, the 'Emperor Grade spirit sword' in his hand had divided into nine swords, floating around his body, spinning faster and faster.
"You're also an Inscription Master?"
Seeing Wyatt Barnes display this skill, the four Martial Emperor Realm Seventh-Order powerhouses confronting him were all taken aback.
They could tell.