"I falsely claimed to be righteous!"
"What kind of Righteous Path cultivator am I? I watched an innocent person be killed right before my eyes, yet I didn't dare to step forward and help! I am useless!"
The spectating Immortal Seekers were filled with remorse, hating their own cowardice. They felt sick to their stomachs, but even so, their feet felt as if they were weighed down by thousands of pounds, completely unable to move. They were afraid. In their eyes, even the most chivalrous person would be stopped in their tracks by the name "Righteous Alliance."
Just as the nine disciples' swords were about to fall, no one saw the expected spray of blood. Instead, the nine of them suddenly and bizarrely froze in place, completely motionless.
