As the crowd watched the dust cloud eagerly, three lights shot out of the dust cloud and were sent flying into the distance.
The dust cleared and all anyone could see was a lone figure standing in the center of the dust cloud with a sword in his hand. The figure's back was straight and there was murderousness exuding from it in waves.
The onlookers couldn't help but gulp in fear looking at the figure.
In the distance, the trio rolled to a stop and sat up groaning. Even though they had utilized their best attacks, none of them were a match for Duncan's sword without their trump card. It disheartened them massively and they couldn't help but be afraid of the direction the fight was heading in.
The moment the clash occurred, they could intuitively feel the difference in power between them and Duncan. Duncan wasn't like a Spirit Sea realm cultivator at all. They all felt that he was akin to a Violet Palace realm cultivator.
