Blazing sword light and the golden giant sword that tore through the nine heavens radiated dazzling brilliance, illuminating heaven and earth.
Everyone in the venue stared fixedly at that battlefield.
Heaven and earth roared as violent energy surged outward. Mountains collapsed, the earth split apart, and the savage sword-force energy formed a storm-ravaged dead zone that shrouded the world.
The scene fell silent, everyone staring at the patch of heaven and earth engulfed by energy.
Xuanyang Heavenly Venerate, Sect Master of the Heavenly Mystery Sect, clenched the fingers hidden in his sleeves tightly. His eyes were locked on the battlefield, flames flickering within them. "Win. We must win. The First Legion must be ours!"
He shouted inwardly. Becoming a Legion Commander was of utmost importance to the Heavenly Mystery Sect's future—it was a crucial position that held sway over the upper ranks of the Heavenly Way Alliance.
How could he not be nervous? Xuanzhen was his eldest disciple, one in whom he had placed great hopes. At the same time, he feared even more that Xuanzhen would be injured. After all, his opponent was a powerhouse from the Tianli Sect. He had no confidence in his heart.
The wind swept past, scattering smoke and dust. The violent energy gradually subsided, and at last, the battlefield was revealed.
Two figures stood at the center of the battlefield, a thousand zhang apart.
Qian Shan held a heavy sword, its tip resting against the ground. His breathing was rapid, the bloody battle markings across his body flickering in and out of sight. Qi and Blood Power swirled around him, and he resembled a savage bull after a wild rampage—even his breaths carried the rumble of wind and thunder.
Xuanzhen was standing as well. The violet-gold sword floated before him, releasing low hums, yet