Xuan raised a hand and punched the White-Haired Human Immortal back again and again. Purple qi surged forth, forcing the Black-Shadow Human Immortal back.
Then His gaze lowered, falling upon the figure that looked as small as an ant.
More precisely, He was looking at the sword light moving in that person's hand, radiating a great terror and great annihilation.
"Xuan! Take my master's sword!"
Jing Hai strode forward and released the sword light in his hand.
He had been watching the situation, looking for an opening.
Unfortunately, he couldn't see where the opening was in the battle between the two seniors and Xuan.
Hiss—!
The Six Directions of the Great Void. Countless tiny sword shadows sliced through the cosmic void, scattering chaotic energy and carving out a sword domain.
At last, the countless sword shadows converged, becoming an invisible sword light that slashed toward Xuan, standing atop the purple qi.
"Sword Ancestor..."
Xuan slowly raised a hand. As His fingers closed, boundless purple qi gathered together, condensing into an unmatched fist seal of supreme wonder and holiness.
He stepped forward and struck!
The fist seal seemed to reveal a vast river, running from beginning to end. Within it flowed endless divine lights, encompassing the extraordinary manifestations of humans, demons, ghosts, Cang, and even the various alien races.
This fist was called Taixuan!
It began with the dawn of the extraordinary in the Great Profound Realm and ended at the pinnacle of the extraordinary in the Great Profound Realm.
Ding!
A soft sound rang out, like a needle falling to the ground, almost too faint to hear.
Yet in one ten-millionth of an instant, boundless light drowned everything. Even the radiance of a hundred billion stars exploding paled in comparison.
A shadow flashed. Jing Hai felt as though he had