He could not accept it. As an elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect and a Saint God Realm Peak cultivator,
he had actually been suppressed to this extent by a junior in the Mid Saint God Realm.
It was utterly humiliating, and he was deeply unwilling to accept it.
"Sword Sweeps the Eight Wastelands."
Elder Wang's beard and hair bristled as divine power surged madly within him. He staked everything on unleashing his ultimate martial technique.
His heavy sword swept across, carrying a sky full of sword shadows that seemed poised to blanket the entire arena.
Every sword shadow contained a berserk Sword Intent, enough to easily slay an ordinary Late Saint God Realm cultivator.
Yet Yang Lingtian remained calm and unhurried in the face of this storm-like assault.
He stepped with an uncanny rhythm, his figure weaving through the countless sword shadows as though strolling leisurely through a courtyard.
The Sky-Piercing Divine Sword in his hand struck out each time with perfect precision, shattering one sword shadow after another.
Clang, clang, clang—the dense collision sounds rang out without end.
Elder Wang's offensive appeared fierce, yet it could never even touch the hem of Yang Lingtian's clothes.
Instead, Yang Lingtian's Chaos Sword Qi periodically left deep, bone-revealing wounds across his body.
"Too strong! This Yang Lingtian is simply a monster!"
"Elder Wang... isn't his opponent at all!"
The crowd below had already changed from their initial shock to profound astonishment.
This was no longer a battle between evenly matched opponents. It was one-sided suppression.
With his Mid Saint God Realm cultivation, Yang Lingtian had completely suppressed a Saint God Realm Peak cultivator.
What an incredible sight this was. Had they not witnessed it with their own eyes, they would have found it impossible to believe.
The disciples of the Chaos