Yang Lingtian's delicate body trembled, and a powerful aura at the Mid Saint God Realm erupted from him.
A long sword, shimmering with spiritual light, appeared in his hand at some point.
He charged without hesitation toward the fiercest area of battle and began fighting several elders of the Chaos Sacred Sect.
Sword light flashed brilliantly, and his figure flitted gracefully.
Every move Yang Lingtian made was sharp and decisive, forcing the several disciples of the Chaos Sacred Sect to retreat again and again.
However, anyone observing closely would have noticed something amiss.
His sword seemed ferocious, yet it always deftly avoided the vital points of the Chaos Sacred Sect's disciples.
Although it seemed as if he were in peril amid the encirclement, he always managed to, at the most critical moment,
unintentionally expose several Xuanba Sword Sect disciples who tried to flee or organize a counterattack to the slaughtering blades of the Chaos Sacred Sect.
"Pfft!" An Inner Disciple of the Xuanba Sword Sect had just narrowly escaped disaster under Yang Lingtian's "cover."
Before he could even offer his thanks, a Chaos Sacred Sect powerhouse stabbed him through the heart from behind.
He died with his eyes wide open, staring at "Liu Ruyan's" grief-stricken profile, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Saintess... be careful."
Another Xuanba Sword Sect steward saw "Liu Ruyan" trapped in a "tight encirclement" and shouted anxiously before charging forward recklessly to rescue her.
Yet the moment he reached them, Yang Lingtian's palm "accidentally" struck him in the chest.
Spitting blood, he flew backward and landed straight in the encirclement of several Chaos Sacred Sect disciples.
"No..." His desperate scream abruptly cut off.
Yang Lingtian glanced at the bloody scene from the corner of his eye. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, but his face still