Meanwhile,
Divine Wind Great Heavenly God Venerable erupted with an utterly domineering, incomparably powerful, and boundlessly terrifying White Tiger aura and pressure. It seemed that with a single word from the Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect, he would immediately strike and slaughter Gu Xian and the five patriarchs of the ancient reclusive sects.
After all... better a dead fellow Daoist than a dead poor Daoist!
As long as he could preserve his own miserable life, let alone slaughtering five patriarchs of subordinate factions—even wiping out all five ancient reclusive powers would not make him so much as blink.
After witnessing Divine Wind Great Heavenly God Venerable's actions, the many elders and disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were all stunned and dumbfounded.
Holy crap?!
When Divine Wind Great Heavenly God Venerable had first descended, he had carried himself with such swaggering arrogance, so overbearingly awesome, with an aura of "I alone reign supreme above and below heaven"—his grand manner had been absolutely spot-on, his bearing impossibly lofty.
Yet with a single draw of Xuanyuan Qingtian's sword, he had been scared into dropping to his knees with a thud, utterly respectful and terrified, like an old dog trembling in the cold?
Did he really have to start like a tiger and end like a snake?
Hey? You're an expert of the White Tiger Clan—where were your dignity, your proud bones, and your majesty?
The White Tiger Clan was one of the Four Divine Beasts, wasn't it?
Why were you admitting defeat before the fight had even begun?
That was it?
Surely he was impersonating an expert of the White Tiger Clan, right?
At this moment, even Xuanyuan Qingtian on the arena platform had the corners of her mouth twitch slightly as she paused the Xuanyuan Divine Sword's attack.