"Bastard!" Watching the Third Heavenly Sovereign repeatedly clash with their Senior Brother Jian Xin in the sky, Song Yue and Hong Qian could not hold back their curses.
Since returning from the Bright Moon Ruins, both of their cultivation levels had soared to mid Seven-star Dou Di. Yet against the formidable Xuan Ling Imperial Three Heavenly Sovereigns, they still felt powerless. For some unknown reason, no matter how diligently the Ten Thousand Sword Gate's Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother cultivated, neither could break free of the Seven Star Dou Di barrier. With that being the case, their chances against the Xuan Ling Imperial Three Heavenly Sovereigns were slim.
"Jian Xin's mastery of sword intent is truly terrifying."
"They say he once defeated an Early Eight-star Dou Di through sheer force with only peak Seven-star Dou Di cultivation," the Second Heavenly Sovereign, Tian Cang, said slowly from the sky.
"Indeed."
"Third Brother's cultivation is at peak Seven-star Dou Di, just like Jian Xin's, but he is still a step behind him. Unless he uses That Thing, otherwise..." Tian Qian, the leader of the Four Heavenly Sovereigns, shook his head.
In the previous sect tournament, the Third Heavenly Sovereign, Tian Hong, had been defeated by Jian Xin and had been nursing a grudge ever since. This time, however, it seemed he still could not change the outcome.
"Tian Hong, you're still no match for me this time."
"Your heart is already in turmoil. You should withdraw at once," Jian Xin said calmly to Tian Hong, the Immortal Sword in his hand.
After their brief exchange, it was already abundantly clear which of them would win.
"Jian Xin, you brat, stop spouting nonsense!"
"Take this!"
"Spirit of Hongtian!" Tian Hong had already realized he was no match for Jian Xin, but the