In a vast, boundless azure forest, Wang Qingshan was locked in battle with a burly Demonic Being.
The Demonic Being wielded the Law of Devouring and held a long saber with black light constantly swirling around it. With every swing, sharp black saber lights swept out toward Wang Qingshan.
Wang Qingshan formed a sword incantation, and seven Flying Swords flashing with immortal light shot forward to meet them. Heaven Collapsing Earth Shattering! The void froze, and the dense black saber lights all crumbled.
The Demonic Being's expression changed. He hurriedly offered the black saber in his hand and swung it forward.
The black saber collided with the seven Flying Swords. It was like an egg striking a rock, and it broke apart instantly.
The seven Flying Swords, with immortal light constantly flowing around them, reached the Demonic Being. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of Black Cloudlight, enveloping the seven Flying Swords and rolling them into his mouth before swallowing them.
"Law of Devouring!"
Wang Qingshan let out a cold laugh and formed a sword incantation. The Demonic Being's body split into four, and the seven Flying Swords shot back out.
If he had been an ordinary Sword Cultivator at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Stage, he might have been defeated by that move. But Wang Qingshan was no ordinary Sword Cultivator.
"Are the fellows outside really this powerful? Wouldn't those Heaven's Chosen Supremes be monsters, then?"
Wang Qingshan muttered to himself.
According to Wang Changsheng's explanation, one had to defeat ten opponents of the same cultivation level to qualify to fight a Heaven's Chosen Supreme of the same cultivation level.
He felt his surroundings blur, and he appeared in a boundless volcanic region, where the temperature was terrifyingly high.
Wang Qingshan snorted coldly and formed a