Above the Ancient City.
Within ten thousand miles of heaven and earth, the remaining Seven Great Experts of Kunlun were imprisoned by the Xuantian Seal.
Immortal light surged around them, divine radiance dazzling.
They forcibly resisted the Xuantian Seal's attack, trying to tear it apart, but it was no use.
No matter how they erupted with power, they could not break through the imprisoned void.
They could only watch helplessly as Lu Chuan rescued Lu Wangshu and the others, then watch as Lu Wangshu led the people of Misty Palace away in grand fashion.
That feeling was truly a little too stifling.
"Lu Chuan..."
They roared, gnashing their teeth.
Their gazes were like knives.
They wished they could swallow Lu Chuan alive, flay him, and carve him with a thousand cuts.
"Why are you shouting so loudly? Do you think I'll let you go?"
Lu Chuan sneered.
From the moment these people chose to attack him, it had already become a fight to the death.
He did not care about Kunlun or whatever holy land it was.
If they made themselves his enemy, there was only one road left: death.
"Slash!"
The instant his words fell, Lu Chuan had already made his move.
Without the slightest hesitation, he brought his saber down straight over their heads.
The Epoch Blade trembled, and in an instant, inch after inch of dazzling Saber Energy gathered into a rolling long river that poured down.
The Myriad Mile Sky was completely covered.
With one slash.
The Seven Great Experts of Kunlun were enveloped at the same time.
"Damn it, block it for me..."
The seven of them roared at once, divine power and Immortal Power inside them surging without end, and Dao Tools rumbled even more violently.
Combining the strength of all seven, they finally