The Invincible Existence

The aftershocks of Spiritual Power rippled outward.

Ripples spread across the air above the Void Arena.

Nan Zhetian grunted, his figure swaying slightly.

Yang Lingtian, however, remained utterly still, calmly watching his opponent.

"Interesting." A trace of gravity flashed through Nan Zhetian's eyes.

He had originally thought that, with himself still at his peak, he could easily crush Yang Lingtian.

He had not expected his opponent's strength to be so formidable.

"Senior Nan Zhetian, show me your true ability."

"Otherwise, you won't have a chance." Yang Lingtian spoke indifferently.

At those words, Nan Zhetian's face immediately darkened.

As the ancient ancestor of the Nangong Family, when had he ever been looked down upon like this?

"Brat, you're too arrogant!" Nan Zhetian roared.

"Next, I'll show you what true power is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light flickered in his hand.

A long sword, pitch-black from hilt to tip, appeared in his grasp.

Complex runes were carved across the sword's body.

It radiated a heart-pounding aura.

"A Top-grade Sacred Sword from a hundred thousand years ago!"

"Ancestor Nan Zhetian actually brought out even this treasure!"

"Looks like he's truly enraged!"

The spectators erupted into an uproar at the sight.

Using a Top-grade Sacred Artifact meant he was about to fight with all his strength.

"Yang Lingtian, I'd like to see how long you can keep acting so arrogantly!" Nan Zhetian roared.

He gripped the sword with both hands and raised it high above his head.

Spiritual Power surged madly from his body into the sword.

In an instant, a dazzling sword radiance shot into the heavens.

"What terrifying Sword Intent!"

"As expected of Ancestor Nan Zhetian, a powerhouse who made his name more than a hundred thousand years ago!"

"Yang Lingtian will probably find it difficult to