The Formless Divine Sect didn't even need to find an excuse. Merely for the numerous grudges accumulated in recent years, the Formless Divine Sect had enough reason to act against them.
This was payback, for the more jubilantly they'd once snatched victories from the mouth of the Formless Divine Sect, the more painful and frustrating the repayment would be.
Feng Buming felt a hint of regret, realizing that he had indeed gone too far in the past without any reservations.
But who could have predicted this? That the Formless God would actually manage to rescue a Wood Sword Immortal from the Time Secret Realm?
At this moment, Ku Cangsheng's expression changed as he looked towards the summit of Formless Divine Mountain.
He felt the Wood Element Spirit around him violently disturbed, and he saw a huge Blood Pine aggressively shooting up at the summit.
The taste of bitterness in Ku Cangsheng's mouth grew even stronger.
