The Small Immortal World.
The Ancient Sword Immortal Hall.
Inside a hall filled with Soul Steles belonging to all manner of True Spirits.
Two divine steles suddenly cracked without a sound.
Two Black Gold Divine Lords tasked with cleaning the hall seemed to sense something. They looked up at the dense forest of steles.
Their gazes swept across the rows of Soul Steles.
Suddenly—
Both cried out at once.
"Jin Bujue!"
"Wan Daoyuan!"
"Heavens... Am I seeing things? How could they have fallen, and at the same time?"
"Who's bold enough to kill them? Aren't they afraid of bringing down the Immortal Hall's wrath?"
"There's no mistake. Hurry and report this to Lord Nu... If we delay even a moment, we'll pay dearly for it!"
In an instant.
The two abandoned their cleaning and rushed out of the hall together.
Both Jin Bujue and Wan Daoyuan held considerable status in the Ancient Sword Immortal Hall, far beyond the likes of low-ranking figures like them.
With Jin Bujue and Wan Daoyuan falling at the same time, this could spark a war if things went badly!
The Zhoutian Sword Domain.
It was utterly silent.
Everyone, including Dao Venerables Tongtian and Shengyan, stared dumbly at that tall figure in snow-white robes. No one dared make a sound.
And when they recalled what had just happened, they still felt as though they were dreaming.
Li Yun was too strong!
So strong it was almost unbelievable.
Eclosion Heavenly Venerable, Jin Bujue, and Wan Daoyuan were all Great Dao Divine Lord-level beings. Yet they had died just like that. From beginning to end, Li Yun had merely waved his hand.
It had taken even less time than Li Yun's step-by-step ascent into the sky from Guangyang Prefecture.
Before Li Yun, the three had looked like