The black-clad man leading the members of the Asura Sect took a step forward and said coldly, "Consequences? You think that if you all die here, the Celestial Profound Sect will have any strength left to deal with our allied sects?"
Luu Jing, the Left Protector of the Heaven-Burying Sect, laughed smugly from the side. "Brother Xing Yu is right. With more than half of your people from the Three Peaks dead, the Celestial Profound Sect is already stretched thin. How could it possibly have the strength to deal with anyone else?"
Situ Yun's brow furrowed. "What do we do?" he asked. "Senior Brother Hua, Brother Tangg, this situation looks grim."
Hua Lie gritted his teeth so hard they audibly scraped. "We've fallen right into the Heaven-Burying Sect's trap this time," he said in a low voice. "Junior Brother Tangg and I can handle Ghost Child and Zhang Bubai, but there's no one left to restrain Luu Jing and Xing Yu. If they cut loose, it will be a catastrophe for us."
