Time flew like a white colt slipping through a crack; sixty years passed in the blink of an eye.
Five Dragons Sea Region, Fire-Pig Sea Region.
Above a certain desolate island, over a hundred cultivators were locked in battle in midair. Judging by their attire, they were clearly divided into two factions.
One group wore uniform golden robes and mostly wielded sabers. Their leader was a square-faced middle-aged man holding a glittering golden ring-pommel saber. The other group wore uniform red dharma robes, led by a voluptuous red-skirted young woman holding a Red Short Ruler. Upon closer inspection, several tiny cracks could be seen on its surface.
The middle-aged man slashed his golden ring-pommel saber through the air. The void gave off a muffled hum as a golden blade of light over a hundred zhang long shot forth, reaching the red-skirted young woman in an instant. The Red Short Ruler in her hand blazed brightly, and she raised it above her head to block.
With a muffled bang, the Red Short Ruler snapped. The red-skirted young woman was forced backward, and her left arm was still severed.
The middle-aged man was immediately greatly delighted and was about to press his attack when an astonishing wave of heat crashed down upon him. The sky abruptly darkened.
A crimson palm of fire over ten zhang wide descended from the heavens. Before it even landed, the void seemed to have been set ablaze.
The middle-aged man hurriedly slashed his golden ring-pommel saber through the air, sending a golden rainbow flying out. It cleaved the crimson fire palm apart, turning it into countless Crimson Flames. When the flames fell upon the Foundation Establishment Cultivators, they let out miserable screams and evaporated from the world.
By then, the red-skirted young woman was already a thousand