"..."
All the cultivators spoke, but still had no clue, and could only turn their eyes to Qi Zhengming.
In response, Qi Zhengming was decisive. With a point of his sword finger, the void shattered, a beam of sharpness poured out, and a surge of sword intent soared into the sky, causing the wind and cloud to change colors and the world to look desolate.
"Is this..."
Outside the Southern Sea, all the cultivators' pupils shrank as they looked toward the boundary ahead, only to see sword intent soaring skyward, with murderous aura shocking the heavens—a beam of sharpness stretched for ten thousand feet, unfolding within the formation as if intending to split the entire sea area.
"Xiaohuang Sword?"
"A ninth order Immortal Treasure!"
"Has an Immortal Treasure been employed already?"
Seeing the sword light rising within the array, the robbing cultivators were also greatly shocked.
