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Chapter 584 Offering Fish 20

The Lord of the Star Palace stood there, watching the Lord of the Seventh Palace's retreating figure, a strong sense of unease welling up in his heart.

She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Can it really succeed?" This question seemed to be directed not only at herself but also at those around her.

Upon hearing this, Shi Qianlu's eyes flickered, but she did not respond.

He hoped to succeed, but he knew that Sima Jiao was definitely not the kind of person who would sit idly by and wait for death. There was a 99% chance that the news was false. However, he did not tell these people. It would be best if Sima Jiao was seriously injured; otherwise, he would not suffer any losses.

Shi Qianlu's silence made it impossible for people to understand his thoughts.

Meanwhile, the seven palace masters stepped into the Three Sacred Mountains. They originally thought they would see a weak and exhausted Sima Jiao, but the scene before them was completely unexpected.

Sima Jiao stood there in high spirits, showing no signs of illness or weakness, but rather exuding a powerful aura.

The faces of the seven palace masters instantly turned extremely ugly. They realized they had been deceived, and fear surged into their hearts like a tidal wave.

They tried to turn and run, but Sima Jiao was much faster than them and blocked their escape route in the blink of an eye.

Sima Jiao wore a mocking smile as he looked at the terrified Seven Palace Masters and sneered, "You think you can kill me?"

The seven palace masters looked at each other, and they could see despair and helplessness in each other's eyes.

With their retreat blocked, they had no choice but to press forward.

Finally, the group gritted their teeth, raised their weapons, and charged towards Sima Jiao.

In an instant, swords flashed and clashes rippled, and shouts of battle erupted. A fierce life-or-death struggle ensued. "Bang... bang... thud..." The sounds of people falling to the ground and groans echoed one after another, and soon a group of people collapsed on the ground.

Ultimately, this brief but brutal battle ended with Sima Jiao's absolute advantage.

He moved through the crowd like a ghost, each move precise and deadly, leaving no one able to defend against him.

The seven palace masters were powerless to fight back and fell to the ground, losing their ability to fight.

Only Sima Jiao and Lin Jiu remained standing steadily in the arena.

Lin Jiu looked at the scene before him and his lips twitched. How could such a weakling have the courage to kill Sima Jiao? Did Liang Jingru give him that courage?

The disheveled appearance of the seven palace masters secretly pleased Lin Jiu, but what happened next made her heart clench.

Suddenly, eight enormous iron chains emerged from Sima Jiao's body. These chains, as if possessing a life of their own, rapidly extended and tightly bound the seven severely injured people lying on the ground to the seven sealing stone pillars.

The Palace Master of the Yin Palace felt his blood and cultivation being continuously drained from his body by the iron chains. His eyes widened as he glared fiercely at Sima Jiao and roared hoarsely, "Sima Jiao, do you think you can break this seal? Do you see clearly? One person is missing! The seals of the Eight Palaces can only be broken when all eight Palace Masters are present at the same time. Your conspiracy is doomed to fail!"

Sima Jiao's lips curled into a contemptuous smile as he mocked, "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed!" With a flourish of his sleeve, a female disciple was bound to the last sealing pillar like a shooting star.

Sima Jiao's gaze slowly turned to the Palace Master of the Yin Palace. Recalling the restriction placed on him when he was a child—preventing him from committing suicide—it was this person who suggested it. His eyes grew increasingly cold.

With a slight twitch of his finger, the chains seemed to receive a command, frantically accelerating their absorption of blood and cultivation.

As the Palace Master of the Yin Palace screamed and howled, Sima Jiao's eyes gradually turned crimson, but the corners of his mouth were raised high, revealing a twisted pleasure.