"..."
Zhao Tongtian remained silent.
He raised his palm towards the sword energy forbidden land and gently waved it.
Rumble rumble.
The sound of stone fragments flying echoed.
The eyebrows of Ci Jing's Divine Thought incarnation raised high in disbelief as he turned to look at the "forbidden land" where his true form was located. One by one, the stone pillars suppressing Golden Turtle Peak were uprooted, and countless dust was swept and shattered by the fierce wind. The stone pillars cracked, and their outer shells fell off, finally revealing the slender golden flying sword within.
A total of twelve flying swords.
These twelve flying swords have suppressed Ci Jing for sixty years.
At this moment, the flying swords ascended...
The Vermilion Bird Demon couldn't help but let out a long, loud cry, the sound excited and clear, reaching the heavenly clouds and echoing over dozens of miles, lingering endlessly.
