On the Martial Arts Stage, Zhang Xiaofan had already felt the might of Xiao Zhan's Divine Sense.
It was as if countless icy eyes were fixed on him, and it seemed they could shoot out terrifying bursts of energy.
Without a deity's aid, Zhang Xiaofan's strength was only at the first level of the Lihe Realm, while Xiao Zhan was of the Divine Travel Realm.
The gap between them was an insurmountable chasm.
"Zhang Xiaofan, take a good look at the air of the world, remember, this is not a place for small fry like you to be arrogant!"
As his words fell, a raging wind arose!
It was as if heaven and earth were trembling, the air about to shatter.
In an instant, the space of the Martial Arts Stage had been locked down by Xiao Zhan's Divine Sense.
Then, a huge sword emerged from beneath the stage.
This sword, where reality and illusion meet, was immense!
A single sword stroke seemed to carry the intent to split the heavens!
It was as though the hiss of the sword could be heard.
