Clang—
The sharp sword tore through the air, shooting in close to the ground like an arrow.
Nine Spirit Yuan Sage's expression was cold. With a sweep of his right sleeve, he directly drew the longsword into it.
The blue-robed man standing several thousand meters before him paled drastically, as though he had seen a ghost.
Millions of beings erupted into an uproar. Another divine general of the Great Qin Heavenly Court had displayed the same overwhelming strength.
"Nine Spirit Yuan Sage is incredible. He has the bearing of a great master. Though he isn't as berserk as the earlier Great Qin Heavenly Court generals, he's just as formidable."
"This guy has already reached the Heavenly Dao Saint Realm!"
"Nine Spirit Yuan Sage is about to become famous."
"Poor Wang Han. A Saint Realm Perfected cultivator should have lasted a long time, yet he's about to fall in the very first round."
"Can Wang Han even be considered a body cultivator? He used a sword the entire time!"
The beings discussed animatedly. Unlike at the beginning, when the vast majority had mocked the Heavenly Emperor Qin and the Great Qin Heavenly Court's divine generals, nearly everyone was now looking forward to Heavenly Emperor Qin and his group's performances.
The blue-robed man named Wang Han stared at Nine Spirit Yuan Sage, gritting his teeth.
He had unleashed all kinds of spells, yet none could do anything to Nine Spirit Yuan Sage, dealing a severe blow to his confidence.
A voice in his heart told him that it was time to concede.
But he had prepared for the War of the Unrivaled for so long. Was he really going to surrender right at the start?
How would he have the face to continue roaming the Inner Universe afterward?
As he hesitated, Nine