"Void-Splitting Sword!"
A Pseudo-Celestial's gaze tightened slightly, deep wariness rising in his eyes.
The Pseudo-Celestials able to attend this gathering were no ordinary Pseudo-Celestials. Yet even so, faced with Qiu Siping's sharp sword intent and that single sword stroke that split the void, quite a few wore grave expressions.
"Power capable of suppressing Top-Tier Pseudo-Celestials."
An Qingyang's expression was grave as he watched the distant scene, soothing the unrest of the spirit beast within his Spiritual Beast Pouch.
He had not expected Qiu Siping to unleash such a killing move the moment he made his move.
Clearly, this battle was far more than a sparring match.
Just as Reckless Saber had said, this battle would determine both superiority and life and death.
Only—
An Qingyang's eyes were solemn as he looked toward the distant scene, his heart tangled in turmoil.
If a Hidden Dragon Heavenly Talent died here, what kind of uproar would it cause!?
Did the Heart Inquiry Sword Pavilion truly dare to do this!?
"They've made their move."
Some Celestials were watching the situation in the field. Compared to the Pseudo-Celestials' gravity, their expressions were much more relaxed.
"That kid from the Sword Pavilion isn't bad!"
"He's got nearly half of my strength. Not bad."
"You've been a Celestial for so many years, and you're only twice as strong as a Pseudo-Celestial. You've got the nerve to say that?"
"How can that be the same? This isn't an ordinary Pseudo-Celestial."
"Enough. Stop talking and watch the show!"
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The Celestials watched the scene before them with great interest, waiting to see how Reckless Saber would answer the attack.
Then—
They sensed an incomparably majestic saber intent sweep across the surroundings. Qiu Siping's sword cry, like a crane's call piercing the nine heavens, was instantly suppressed. The artistic conception