Numerous powerful cultivators swarmed in.
They all regarded Qin Heng as a lamb for the slaughter, a treasure trove left open for them to plunder at will. They never once considered what would happen if Qin Heng wasn't dead!
Impossible for him not to be dead!
How could he possibly not be dead?!
That was the convergence of the will of the thirty-seven Heavenly Sons of Zongzhou, the essence of the Nine Provinces' rivers and mountains, and the power of eight hundred years of dynastic fortune, all condensed into that one Phoenix!
How powerful? Incomparable!!
Qin Xuantian had been struck like that, the attack penetrating his Sea of Consciousness. How could he not be dead?
Absolutely impossible! He's definitely dead, definitely dead!!
Lu Ziyi and the others were also frantic with anxiety. They had no idea what state Qin Heng was in, and seeing these assailants approach, they grew even more tense.
Bai Qi did not hesitate. He, too, stood before Qin Heng, guarding him.
