The Grand Elder looked up to the sky.
Those incredibly formidable Celestial Swords seemed to become sparse and ordinary, not because they were insignificant, but because he now held a confidence in his heart that allowed him to regard them as nothing.
Xiang Tianxing struggled, controlling the Blood Demon's remnants to leap toward the heavens.
All the remaining blood mist power erupted at this moment, with the Blood Demon howling continuously, finally transforming into a blood-red arc.
"Boom!"
After the earth-shattering sound, the blood-red arc consumed nearly half of the Celestial Swords, causing waves to spread out, further destroying the already ruined Demon Sect's underground palace, making it look even more desolate.
But the remaining Celestial Swords would not show mercy, still suppressing with astonishing momentum.
