The Sword Is Drawn

"This Heavenly Dao is still very powerful. Watch closely. You don't get a chance like this often."

Bukui Daoist glanced at Qin Guan beside him and spoke.

"Mm."

Qin Guan nodded firmly. "Master, let my wife Xiao Man and my Senior Sister and the others out too, so they can watch."

At that, Bukui Daoist pointed a finger at the spot between Qin Guan's brows. Nan Rou, Bai You, Qing Li, and Xiao Man immediately appeared before them.

The four women looked around in confusion. Earlier, when the Xuantian Heavenly Dao had unleashed the Cosmic Great Dao's laws and restrictions, even hiding inside the Little Black Tower hadn't let them escape. Their cultivation had also been suppressed to nothing.

Though the four had no cultivation, an invisible force held them aloft.

"Husband, this... what is..." Nan Rou looked around at the crowd and couldn't help asking.

"Don't ask yet. Watch Master Yang and the Heavenly Dao fight!" Qin Guan said, then hurriedly looked up into the sky.

The four women quickly followed his gaze.

High above the Nine Heavens, the battle between Yang Tianni and the Xuantian Heavenly Dao had completely transcended all common sense.

Yang Tianni's figure flashed through the shattered Law Torrent. His fighting seemed utterly without pattern, yet it contained a kind of brutally simple aesthetic.

At times, he was like a meteor piercing the sun; at others, like a specter sweeping across the land.

"Hahaha! This feels great!"

Yang Tianni laughed wildly, almost frenzied. He even stretched his body freely within the terrifying light of judgment. Even when some dreadful Law Turbulence tore through his flesh, he paid it no mind.

He looked as though he were simply enjoying himself.

Everyone below was stunned by the sight, staring fixedly at the battle.

How carefree, how casual,