At the foot of Qiyun Mountain, countless gazes focused on the two beams of light within the battlefield.
Jiang Taie and Li Fan seemed to transform into swords; Jiang Taie's sword was as scorching as the blazing sun, while Li Fan's sword was as deep as the starry sky.
Brilliant golden rays showered down, while the inexorable ancient and lethal Sword of the Stars surged upward.
The blazing sun was collapsing, as the dazzling golden Divine Sword shattered inch by inch, and that ominous sword light shot straight into the sky.
The battlefield's sky seemed pierced, leaving Qiyun Mountain region in silence. Be it the cultivators in the dojo or the spectators at the foot of the mountain, all quietly watched the scene unfold before them.
