Facing Sikong Jing's Burial Emperor Sword Domain, Ling Qi's eyes widened in disbelief. He had no time to say more.
The Blood Knife suddenly stabbed into the ground!
Buzz...
Within the Winter Sword Chill Domain, Ling Qi detonated a blood-colored blade formation domain. To the onlookers, blood-red light surged skyward from within the frost domain, constantly battering the surrounding ice.
But once the Blood Knife Domain reached a certain range, it could expand no farther.
It was being tightly suppressed by the Sword Chill Domain.
The powers of the two domains began to intertwine madly. Countless blood blades and faceless soldiers clashed frenziedly before the Genius Banquet.
Beyond a radius of ten li...
All the onlookers gaped, and then some of the younger ones began collapsing to the ground, coughing up blood with "pff, pff, pff." They had been struck injured and vomiting blood by the terrifying clash.
Only at this moment did the Emperors suddenly come to their senses.
One after another, they acted, shielding their disciples, subordinates, and others from the aftershock of the battle.
At the same time...
The Emperors stared fixedly at the entrance to the Genius Banquet. The Emperor from the Armament Hall said in a trembling voice, "How is this possible? Even if he is a Sword Clan initiate, he shouldn't have made such a terrifying leap in progress over just half a year."
As vassal forces of the Spirit Race, they all knew that Sikong Jing had defeated Zhe Ying half a year ago.
They had always used Zhe Ying's level to judge Sikong Jing's strength.
Over the past half year, Sikong Jing might have improved greatly. He might already have reached the point where he could easily defeat the Zhe Ying of half a year ago. But this improvement was simply too