Every member of the Vermilion Bird Sect made their intentions known through their war cries, and their collective battle intent converged into a mysterious source of power which injected itself into the spell formation, thereby instantly raising the temperatures around them.
High Priestess Meng Zhi heaved a forlorn sigh before an icy cold facade settled over her face.
"Begin…"
Hundreds of snow maidens pounced toward the Holy Vermilion Flame at her command.
"Fight!" Great Elder Chen Xinran roared as all the elders unleashed their vast auras without reserve before circling around the Holy Vermilion Flame to face the snow maidens.
Among the tens of thousands of sect disciples, over two thousand Spirit Nurturing Stage disciples also flew toward the holy flame.