Clang—
The Ancient Divine Sword let out a piercing hum as billions of strands of Sword Intent erupted, knocking back all the enemies around Yang Beiming.
Gripping the Ancient Divine Sword tightly, he looked toward the rapidly approaching Kong Xuan. His disheveled white hair covered most of his face, while blood streaked the area beneath his sharp eyes, making him appear even more ferocious.
For some reason, he sensed a feeling of danger from Kong Xuan.
A danger even greater than the one Di Jiang had brought him.
"Kong Xuan..."
Patriarch Bodhi looked at Kong Xuan with complicated emotions. Back when he had fought Donghuang Taiyi and the Twelve Venerables of Xuanxu, he would likely have died in the Xuan Dang Great World if Kong Xuan had not intervened.
Now that he had recovered to his peak, seeing Kong Xuan again still made him feel that Kong Xuan was unbeatable.
Just how strong is he?
Patriarch Bodhi thought in confusion. After the Investiture of the Gods War, Kong Xuan had been taken in by Subhuti and made the Great Peacock Ming King. From then on, he had never acted again, having worn away his sharp edges and no longer displaying the ferocity he had shown during the Investiture of the Gods War. This had caused Patriarch Bodhi to underestimate him somewhat.
But at this moment, Patriarch Bodhi finally understood why Qin Jun held Kong Xuan in such high regard.
Kong Xuan was truly formidable!
Boom!
Yang Beiming charged at Kong Xuan with his sword in hand, setting off sonic booms as he instantly broke free from the encirclement of Di Jiang and the other four.
Kong Xuan likewise rushed toward him. The two were like meteors flying straight at one another, about to collide.
There was only each other in