At this very moment, in the camp of the True Martial Daoist Temples, Lü Zhongxuan watched the situation on the arena and spoke in an icy voice.
"Get ready. Next, it’ll be our turn to go on stage!"
"Yes!"
The people behind him responded one after another.
But just then, Lv Feichen stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Master of the Temple, look over there!"
As he spoke, Lv Feichen raised his hand and pointed toward the distant stands.
Lü Zhongxuan lifted his gaze and happened to see the sibling pair, Lü Yangyan and Lü Xiaoya. His eyes instantly lit up.
"Very good, those two discarded disciples really did come. In a while, once we’re on the arena, I’ll deal with them first!"
In fact, after being contaminated by the evil entities, Lü Zhongxuan wasn’t actually very interested in Lü Yangyan and his sister.
But he couldn’t stand Lv Feichen and Lü Xiuming constantly whispering in his ear, and with his confidence swelling rapidly, he decided to take the Lü siblings as his first example, to warn the others.
"Once we’re on stage, remember: first, do everything you can to attract everyone’s attention and buy time for Lord’s upcoming plan. So even if you lose, it doesn’t matter. After all, among all these people present today, not many are going to walk out of here alive!" Lü Zhongxuan instructed.
"Yes!"
"Right, have all the men stationed outside the battlefield been properly instructed?"
"Before I came, I already entrusted all the affairs to that Head of the Gale Stronghold, Bao Huarong. I guarantee nothing will go wrong!" Lü Xiuming thumped his chest in assurance.
Lü Zhongxuan nodded. "Good!"
Then as if thinking of something, he frowned and said, "But how come none of the evil entities that entered the battlefield this time have contacted us?"
"They’ve probably just entered the battlefield and haven’t adapted to the pressure here yet. Anyway, with Lord backing us, why should we care about those ants?" Lü Xiuming said dismissively.
Although Lü Zhongxuan faintly felt something was off, Lü Xiuming wasn’t wrong.
With Lord supporting them from behind, did they really need to care about such things?
Even if something really did go wrong, with that existence suppressing everything, no one would be able to stir up the slightest wave!
Thinking of this, Lü Zhongxuan relaxed.
Meanwhile, the second battle on the arena was also drawing to a close.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the defeated four teams vanished all at once, transmitted out of the battlefield.
The victors, on the other hand, staggered off the arena battered and covered in wounds.
What greeted them was thunderous applause.
But before the third battle could begin, Lü Zhongxuan let out a cold chuckle. "Let’s go! Go up there and have some fun with these guys!"
As he spoke, he charged toward the arena at the head of the group. Lv Feichen and the others followed closely behind, stepping onto the arena in the blink of an eye.
When they appeared on the arena, many people below were taken aback.
"What’s going on? Aren’t those from the True Martial Daoist Temples of the Daoist Family? Why are they suddenly going up on the arena?"
In the Daoist Family’s camp, He Tianxuan of the Orthodox faction and Chongyang Zi of the Quanzhen Sect also exchanged looks, seeing the confusion in each other’s eyes.
Although the True Martial Daoist Temples weren’t considered a particularly powerful Sect among the many Daoist factions, they carried the inheritance of True Martial, and their status was revered. Even He Tianxuan and Chongyang Zi didn’t dare underestimate them.
But it wasn’t even their turn to appear yet. What were they trying to do?
Just as everyone was puzzled, they saw Lü Zhongxuan sneer coldly.
"Everyone, I am Lü Zhongxuan, Master of the True Martial Daoist Temples. I believe many of you must be wondering why we’re stepping onto the arena before our turn. I’ll tell you now: the reason we’re here this time is to cleanse our Sect!"
As he spoke, Lü Zhongxuan raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction on the stands.
Whoosh!

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