"Who dares to fight?"
Ye Heng's eyes turned a deep red as he howled up at the sky.
His black hair moved without any wind behind him, dancing wildly as if possessed, while the heavy black sword in his hand whipped through the air, creating an imposing aura.
The heavy sword had no edge.
Great skill requires no effort!
This heavy black sword weighed over a thousand pounds; when wielded, it resembled a rampaging beast, ensuring instant death to anyone not strong enough to withstand its power. Around his body, a circular storm of Sword Qi was unleashed.
It made it impossible for anyone to approach.
Around the altar.
Some cultivators of weaker abilities, faced with such a terrifying storm of Sword Qi, all went pale and kept retreating, step by step.
They didn't dare to come close!
"A Second Layer of the Golden Elixir Realm can be this terrifying?"
"Just what kind of existence is Xiao Yi to be able to instruct such a fearsome disciple..."
