Boom!
Above the Shang Family, the energy was so fierce that its violent release sounded like thunderclap after thunderclap, nearly leaving even the Greater Golden Cores' ears ringing.
The Four Saints were locked in combat, their clashes producing boundless Dao Rhythm in mere moments.
The battle made people's scalps tingle and left them deeply moved.
Shang Mingyuan had once faced his enemies alone like this, but back then, his realm had been high, and his strength had surpassed everyone else's.
Now, Great Li's youngest New Saint was fighting two Peerless experts and one of the three strongest people under heaven.
Clang!
Golden beams tore across the sky as the Su Family Martial Saint unleashed over a thousand incomparable Sword Lights, their golden particles more dazzling than the sun.
He was the most frenzied of them all. He gave his all from the moment he attacked, spending nearly half his Dao Rhythm in his eagerness to kill Jiang Ping.
And yet.
Jiang Ping had his back to him and never once looked around, allowing the densely packed beams to bombard his body.
With a boom, Jiang Ping's body trembled slightly. The Sword Lights shattered with a crash, as though they had struck a steel plate.
The Zheng Family Martial Saint spread out a Rain Curtain. A single raindrop emerged, radiating power capable of injuring Saint Lu. Then countless drops gathered and swallowed Jiang Ping.
But Jiang Ping gently brushed the supremely powerful drops from his shoulder, shook out his wet sleeve, and charged at Shang Mingyuan.
The sight made the two Peerless experts' hearts sink, leaving them unable to remain calm.
Even Shang Mingyuan back then had been forced to treat their strongest attacks with caution.
Yet this young man treated them as nothing, letting them strike him without suffering the