In the Phoenix Valley, the spirit talismans that were suspended in mid-air were blazing with radiance, but their aura was as strong as a cult master.
Before the Phoenix Valley had the time to rejoice, in less than half a day, their aura diminished. After a few breaths, the spirit talismans shattered into nine pieces.
An image was then transmitted from within.
One could vaguely see the blurry mountain. Other than that, a monstrous sword Qi was wreaking havoc in the sky above Phoenix Valley.
Accompanied by the Sword Qi was an indifferent voice.
"Trash is trash. Despite being in the cult master realm, he is still trash!"
The people from Phoenix Valley clenched their fists. Their eyes were crimson red and several times, they were about to spit out flames.
"D*mn it!"
"Hey, find out the identity of this person. I want him to die a horrible death!"
