My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

The Sword Saint Hall is the branch of the Sword Saint Sect in Wanren City.

Speaking of the Sword Saint Hall, perhaps not many people know about it, but the Sword Saint Sect is a prestigious and dominant force in the entire Southern Wilderness.

now!

In a hall of the Sword Saint Hall, eight figures gathered.

These people, each with an aura as profound as the abyss, are truly extraordinary.

If anyone with a little knowledge in the Southern Wilds saw this scene, he would be shocked.

Because the people gathered here are all the leaders of the top forces in the Southern Wilderness.

He may be the leader of a sect, the head of a family, or the ancestor of a region.

Their strength is all at the Saint level.

The atmosphere in the magnificent and ancient hall is solemn.

Sitting on the first seat in the hall was a middle-aged man in dark and gorgeous clothes.

He is Zhao Feng, the leader of the Sword Saint Sect, who has reached the sixth level of the Saint Realm.

He is also recognized as the strongest person in the entire Southern Wilderness.

He slowly scanned the crowd present, then spoke in a focused voice, "Everyone, the Golden-Winged Red Eagle Tribe has stationed a large force in the Wanren Mountains. Their intention to attack the human race is quite obvious."

"How do you think we should deal with this?"

Zhao Feng received the news when the Golden-Winged Red Eagle Clan entered the Wanren Mountain Range.

This time, he summoned the leaders of the eight overlord-level forces.

As his solemn voice fell, the already heavy hearts of the people present were shrouded in a gloom.

They have been in Wanren City for some time.

These days, everyone has observed that the number of Golden-winged Red Eagles gathering outside the Wanren Mountains is increasing, which clearly indicates that they are preparing to invade the Southern Wilderness on a large scale.

As for the ancestor of the Golden-Winged Red Eagle clan, the mere fact that he exuded the aura of the seventh level of the Holy Realm was enough to terrify those who sensed this aura from afar.

Fortunately, after their investigation, they found that in the Wanren Mountains, apart from the Golden-winged Red Eagle Clan, no other demon tribes were found.

This should be the Golden-winged Red Eagle Clan's unilateral desire to attack the human territory.

It failed to rise to another level of struggle.

But even so, the situation is still not optimistic for them.

It was simply that the ancestor of the Golden-winged Red Eagle clan was too powerful.

They have many powerful saints, eight of them.

But the strongest one is only at the sixth level of the Holy Realm, and the others are mostly at the fourth or fifth level of the Holy Realm.

At the level of the Saint Realm, a small difference in realm can make a world of difference.

This cannot be compensated by sheer quantity.

In the hall, which had been silent for a moment, the Zhou family patriarch pondered for a moment before speaking, "Sect Master Zhao, can we ask for help from the three holy places?"

If we say that the force that everyone present is in is the strongest force in the Southern Wilderness.

Those three holy places are the pillars of the entire Xuanyu Dongzhou human race.

It is a transcendent existence with a powerful great sage in charge.

If we can ask any of the three holy places for help, we will be able to overcome this crisis safely.

As the Zhou family ancestor finished speaking, the Sword Saint Sect's leader, Zhao Feng, shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "It's useless."

"The three holy places each control one side of East Continent. Unless the demon race invades the border of the Southern Wilderness and completely reveals their intention to occupy East Continent, they will take action."

"Looking at the movements of the Golden-Winged Scarlet Eagle Clan, they might just want to plunder the entire Southern Wilderness and leave. The Three Sacred Grounds won't intervene in such matters."

"Everyone, this crisis can only be resolved by ourselves!"

"After all, our roots are in the Southern Wilds, and our foundation is also in the Southern Wilds. Others can retreat, but we cannot."

"If we retreat and are defeated one by one by the Golden-Winged Red Eagle Clan, then our tens of thousands of years of accumulation will most likely be wiped out."

After these words were spoken, everyone felt even more solemn.

"With the strength of our eight families, can we win this war?"

The leader of the Sword Saint Sect, who was as famous as the Sword Saint Sect, whispered softly.