The moment Xing Xuan Wuji's rainbow-lit Astral Realm emerged, the fervent roar atop the Divine Emperor Terrace surged to its peak!
The name "Seven-Star Sword Realm" spread in every direction.
Countless young geniuses looked upon this famed natal Astral Realm of the Xing Xuan Lineage of the Divine Tomb Sect with awe!
"No..."
Perhaps only a handful of people, An Ning among them, did not want this battle to begin.
She stood up again, her face livid as she said to Mu Dongyuan, "I heard it loud and clear. Tianming already admitted defeat just now. Why is he still bringing out his Astral Realm?"
Naturally, Mu Dongyuan had heard it too.
Seeing this, she seemed to understand the reason and said, "There's nothing to be done. The people of all Xuanting have certain expectations for this opening banquet gift. If he simply admitted defeat, it would probably be rather dull. That's why Xing Xuan Wuji is putting on a display..."
"I don't think he's merely going through the motions. He clearly used his Astral Realm to cut off Tianming's declaration of surrender!" An Ning looked again at that rainbow-lit Astral Realm. Starlight flashed within it, Sword Qi surged like a tide, and even she, an eight-thousand-year-old genius, was profoundly intimidated by such divine might. What level of power Xing Xuan Wuji had unleashed was obvious!
An Ning knew that, because of those two wives, most Divine Tomb Sect disciples definitely did not want to miss this chance to punish the "wild chicken."
Once the Astral Realm appeared, anyone could understand Xing Xuan Wuji's attitude!
Mu Dongyuan could only say, "There's no use getting anxious. There truly isn't anything we can do. Your little husband can only endure it for now. It should merely be a lesson, enough to give the