Before his roar had faded, a golden spark ignited in his palm. With a flick of his fingers, it transformed into a purgatory that detonated the collapsed mountain to the southwest.
The surging flames had only just appeared, yet even from more than a hundred miles away, the cultivators had no choice but to raise defensive shields to withstand them.
Whoosh! A fireball shot out of the purgatory. Zheng Jincheng glared furiously and pointed. A ball of light shot straight toward it. Before the light could reach it, the fireball vanished, replaced by a cloaked figure.
As the ball of light drew near, it transformed into a pocket of space, about to swallow the cloaked figure.
A streak of cold light flashed. Pop! It pierced the spatial pocket formed by the ball of light.
Zheng Jincheng's face turned ashen. He glared at the cloaked figure, wishing he could tear him limb from limb.
He had deliberately suppressed his cultivation to the Demon Domain in order to scheme for the Longevity Sword.
He had paid dearly to learn where the Longevity Sword was, then paid dearly again to break through the sword's protective formation.
He hadn't expected that, at this crucial moment, the cloaked figure would show up and harass him, causing him to leak his aura and be detected by Xu Nimo.
After all Xu Nimo had put him through, he could no longer focus on taking the sword.
Just when he had finally offered Xu Nimo's side an enormous concession and reached an agreement with them, the cloaked figure had appeared again, breaking his formation and stirring the sword's will.
The Longevity Sword had lain dormant for thirty years, ever since the previous great battle over it.
To take the sword, he first had to bring its will under