"Clang, clang, clang... Clang, clang, clang... Clang, clang, clang..."
Yang Yao stood alone with a sword in hand, seeming to have transformed into the Sword God as he fought eight Grandmaster experts by himself.
At the sight, everyone present was alarmed and even stunned.
Yet beneath their astonished gazes, Yang Yao only grew fiercer as he fought. The True Qi throughout his body seemed to transform into Golden Flame.
Blazing flames enveloped Yang Yao's entire body.
The incomparably scorching heat forced everyone else to retreat.
Yang Yao's own aura was also rising wildly.
Then Yang Yao took a step forward and soared into the air. Golden light burst from the Pure Yang Sword in his hand.
"Great Sun Over the Sky!"
As his words fell, Yang Yao slashed with his sword. In that instant, it was as though a Little Sun had fallen from the sky.
It then hurtled straight toward the eight of them.
The eight men's faces changed drastically, and each of them immediately brought out their trump cards.
They wanted to block this sword strike, but the eight Grandmasters felt as though a true blazing sun was falling directly upon them.
"Not good..."
"Pfft... Pfft... Pfft..."
In just an instant, all eight Grandmasters spat blood. The terrifying force and scorching aura shattered the meridians within their bodies.
In that single instant, all eight of them became crippled and suffered grave injuries.
"Whew..."
Yang Yao landed and let out a long breath. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he said,
"Grandmaster... I finally made it!"
At that moment, the little old man walked over. Looking at Yang Yao, he threw back his head and laughed heartily.
"Hahaha... Hahaha... Hahaha..."
"Good, good, good... This is truly wonderful! I never expected it. I truly never expected that our