The instant his words fell, his blood and qi erupted around him like a volcano.
Light flashed in his palm, and a silver-white Spirit Blade appeared in his hand.
More than eight thousand patterns upon the blade lit up with dazzling radiance, like streaks of silver lightning wildly dancing across its surface.
Then, the Mid-Stage Grandmaster prodigy flashed forward. Like a bolt of silver lightning, he crossed three hundred meters in an instant and appeared before Qin Yan.
He raised his saber high, silver light surging from its blade as countless fierce strands of Blade Qi intertwined and gathered in the air.
They eventually condensed into the phantom of a silver-white spirit tiger, its entire body wreathed in razor-sharp Blade Qi.
"Silver Tiger Space-Splitting Slash!"
The Mid-Stage Grandmaster expert shouted and slashed down with his saber.
Wherever the blade passed, space split open with pitch-black Spatial Rifts, as though cut apart by invisible scissors.
The silver spirit tiger phantom let out a deafening roar toward the heavens, stomped its four paws through the air, and pounced fiercely at Qin Yan with a terrifying blade momentum capable of destroying heaven and earth.
He did not hold back in the slightest with this strike.
From the outset, he had used one of his strongest trump cards, going all out to secure a single killing blow.
As long as he could kill Qin Yan as quickly as possible, he could seize the spoils before the other three reacted and make a swift escape.
Qin Yan might have been the Holy Son of the Mystic Sanctuary, but a Holy Son at merely the Early-Stage Great Grandmaster realm was not someone he took seriously.
The ones he truly feared were the three people beside him, all watching covetously.
If this dragged on, even if he