The attacks of all the cultivators converged, like a dazzling five-colored river carrying terrifying waves as it surged forward in vast majesty.
Compared to that earth-shaking combined assault, the golden sword radiance looked so tiny and frail.
The pale golden blade plunged headlong into the five-colored river!
In utter silence, the river instantly froze. As the blade advanced, it collapsed inch by inch!
The attacks countless cultivators had unleashed by pouring in their hard-earned strength were easily destroyed. Pained groans rang out without end, and many cultivators immediately coughed up blood, severely wounded as they retreated.
The next moment, the blade flew out from the far end. The river completely collapsed and scattered, turning into specks of light that drizzled down from the sky!
Even several Enlightenment stage cultivators spat blood and suffered grave injuries!
Having effortlessly broken through everyone's combined encirclement, the pale golden blade remained brilliant and did not slow. It merely appeared slightly smaller!
The blade had reached the crowd!
Faced with this seemingly invincible blade, despair filled everyone's hearts.
At that moment, Ye Tian suddenly stepped in front of the blade!
Ye Tian's expression was solemn. He gently pushed both hands forward, and the pale golden blade came to an abrupt halt three feet away from him!
"Screech! Screech! Screech! Screech! Screech!"
A terrifying, ear-piercing shriek erupted. Centered on the tiny gap between Ye Tian's hands and the blade, two pale golden fan-shaped phantoms with their pointed ends facing each other appeared in an instant!
The pale golden phantoms were filled with incomparably terrifying fluctuations, twisting the air violently!
Everyone present was invigorated. They watched Ye Tian's back with reverence and anticipation, hoping he could stop the pale golden blade. At this point, he was the only one they could place their hopes on.
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