There were about 1,200 Scorching Sun Sect disciples, as many as there were Gale Island disciples. They all wore long red robes and stood in a bright sea of flaming crimson.
As soon as they reached the valley, all the Scorching Sun Sect disciples glared towards the Gale Island disciples with a chilling look.
"Hahaha!!" The leader of the four Scorching Sun Sect elders, a tall man, laughed at the Seventh Elder.
"So the Seventh Elder is leading the Gale Island group. I hope some of your disciples will come back this time, I'd hate for them all to die!" the tall elder said with a disdainful smile, his words full of threatening mockery.
"Humf!"
The Seventh Elder scoffed and said coldly, "Zhu Lixing, you are the one who should be worried about your disciples. If you lose too many, how do you plan to explain it to the sect?"
The Seventh Elder of Gale Island did not back down but retorted.