A Miniature Nascent Soul flew out of its body. The moment it emerged, a giant azure hand appeared from thin air and grabbed it.
A deafening peal of thunder rang out from the sky. A gigantic beast wrapped in golden lightning suddenly appeared high above, with a group of cultivators sitting on its back. Wang Qingshan stood atop the head of the Golden Horned Lightning Qilin Beast.
His clothes fluttered in the wind, and his gaze was icy, giving off an overwhelming sense of oppression.
"This is bad—a Deity Transformation Cultivator! Run!"
The cultivators who did not belong to the Taiyang Sect sensed the powerful Spiritual Pressure radiating from Wang Qingshan. Their expressions changed drastically, and they all fled by casting spells.
"Draw!"
At Wang Qingshan's low shout, the lotus pattern on the Azure Glass Sword Box suddenly shone brightly. Nine Azure Glass Swords shot out. Amid a clear sword cry, the nine Azure Glass Swords multiplied into a hundred, then a hundred into ten thousand. More than ten thousand hazy azure Flying Swords floated high in the sky like a field of stars.
"Go."
Wang Qingshan lightly pointed a finger, and more than ten thousand Azure Flying Swords shot toward every direction.
None of the invading enemies were Spirit Transformation cultivators. Before absolute strength, the cultivators who did not belong to the Taiyang Sect could not put up the slightest resistance.
A chorus of miserable screams rang out. The dense Flying Swords pierced through the bodies of the cultivators who did not belong to the Taiyang Sect. The Taiyang Sect disciples all wore uniform clothing, making them easy to distinguish.
Several Miniature Nascent Souls flew out of their bodies. The instant they emerged, dense Golden Lightning descended from the sky and struck them, reducing them to nothing.
Liu Hongfu