At the sight of the sudden, lightning-fast turn of events, silence fell over the void outside Five-Color Valley. It took the four sects' watching cultivators a good while to come back to their senses.
The Sword God had arrived!
The Jiuyi Mountain elder said in a low voice, "The Sword God intervened... Did Cheng Dun just lose?"
Though they had been watching from the sidelines the whole time, once Nether Heaven Great Dream had been cast, they could no longer see what was happening inside.
Moreover, this was different from the previous battle in Wuwang Marsh, Yanxi City. Tie Cheng had also been trapped in a great dream then, but his moves had been broad and sweeping. They had churned Nether Heaven Mist—which blocked their vision and Spiritual Sense—into scattered patches, allowing them to see the general course of the battle.
But this time, Nether Heaven Mist had spread across the vast Five-Color Valley like mercury poured onto the ground, leaving not the slightest gap.
Only now, when the Sword God had made his move and sword scars had divided the entire battlefield, had the mist parted. They had seen nothing of what had happened before!
Qi Zilang stared into the valley, then immediately shook his head. "That's unlikely!"
"Even if Cheng Dun's strength is inferior to Pei Ling's, he's holding the Ancestor Sword and has also wielded the Sword Comprehension Abyss Sword Intent. He couldn't have lost so quickly!"
"The Sword God must have only intervened to save Cheng Dun."
Empress Liulan's eyes flickered. She gave a slight nod in agreement. "That's right. Pei Ling challenged the Sword God in this battle, but Cheng Dun was the one who came to answer."
"Moreover, he brought the Ancestor Sword and the Sword Comprehension Abyss Sword Intent. He may well have