Ying Huang had made his reputation on hard-headed domination, and was not about to cow down just because the martial cultivators were the majority.

"A pity that Dubhe and Merak aren't here, or I would wipe out all seven of you Shushan Immortals." Ying Huang smirked.

The Mizar Sword Immortal had already been hard pressed to control himself. The rude taunt rubbed his already rash personality, and he saw red. Not only him, but seeing Ying Huang so brazen was difficult to bear for the Megrez Sword Immortal, Alioth Sword Immortal, Ursae Sword Immortal, and Alkaid Sword Immortal as well. Even before the competitors had begun fighting, the five of them had already pulled out their dao treasure longswords, and the entire Shushan camp was whistling with sword qi.

Seeing their intention, the demons exploded into a frenzy as well. Demons loved to fight, heedless of the consequences. Instantly, demonic aura filled the air, along with hordes of demons rampaging and howling. Roiling, black clouds billowed threateningly towards the Shushan Immortal Sect.

Danger was imminent, but the ordinary sects did...