Xuan made his move.
Or rather, from the moment Xu Xing arrived at the Far Side of the Starry Sky, He had no second choice.
Purple qi billowed as it collided with that thread of sword light.
Still—!
Utter silence!
When the two struck, there was not the slightest sound. Only gray-white distortions could be seen leaping forth and sweeping outward, spreading endlessly in all directions.
The instant the Cang Race Heavenly Generals seated within the Purple Qi Dao Field were touched by those gray-white distortions, even under the Purple Qi Dao Field's protection, they burst directly into a sky full of blood mist.
Only when a lofty, unfathomable figure—representing the transcendent beginning of the Great Profound Realm—stepped out from the depths of space, arriving in the present from the past, did the blood mist scattering through the Purple Qi Dao Field begin to slowly gather together.
"Sword Ancestor, I went to such great lengths to send you Homecoming. Shouldn't you thank me?"
Xuan's figure had completely solidified, though His features remained indistinct.
"Just like that Human Race member named Yuan whom you once mentioned."
During this period of recuperation, He had also learned some things about Yuan from Gu.
He had ascended to Truth Insight in barely over a thousand years, and like the Sword Ancestor, he too was a Human Race member from beyond the realm...
"Xuan, those high-sounding words don't suit you."
"True enough." Xuan seemed to smile, then repeated what He had just said. "Sword Ancestor, let this end here. You and I both know that now is not the time."
If the Sword Ancestor insisted on attacking, He could not protect them. Every Cang Race member here would die.
But afterward, He would no longer have any reservations. Likewise, the Sword Ancestor would not be