"You're courting death!"
A Saint from the Great Xia Dynasty's eyes turned red. He raised the Taihuang Sword and charged forward to kill.
West Queen Mother was so frightened that she grabbed the West Emperor Pagoda and retreated. The other three great dynasties did the same—anyone could tell that, faced with the Taihuang Sword, Adam would bring out an Imperial Weapon as well.
Though these were unrevived Imperial Weapons and would not cause something as drastic as sinking the Eastern Wasteland, a collision between two Supreme Imperial Weapons could easily sink everything within a radius of hundreds or thousands of miles.
West Queen Mother's shock was beyond words. They had Imperial Weapons to defend themselves with, so retreating farther away would keep them safe.
But did Adam not consider the nearby Tai Xuan Sect?
"Ha, an Imperial Weapon—"
Adam reached out like a roc battling the heavens. Divine light erupted from his five fingers as he caught the Taihuang Sword barehanded. Then he struck the Great Saint's shoulder with his backhand and shoved forward—
The Great Saint only felt surging Magical Power flood into his body, piercing through his five great secret realms and forming an intricate Dao diagram.
Everyone watched as the Great Saint flew backward, his body continuously collapsing and transforming. Countless feathers of light scattered in every direction, tracing a dazzling arc through the sky.
Yet no one had the time to pay attention to him. All of them stared wordlessly at the Taihuang Sword caught in Adam's grasp.
Naturally, the Taihuang Sword could not tolerate being seized by an enemy. It continuously released Supreme Emperor Might, trying to revive itself and break free, but Adam's fingers circulated the Beginless Art, suppressing it time and again back to its dormant state.
"Ancient records state that before the