With a hum...
The mist space Wudun had created split apart on the spot...
From the small Divine Cosmos Ship, Ling Wangjiao and the others saw a massive sword radiance tear through the mist and shoot straight toward Wudun.
The latter's eyes flew wide, yet he took a heavy step forward...
His hands slammed together, instantly transforming into enormous mist hands that clamped down on Sikong Jing's sword radiance.
Behind Wudun, shock surged wildly in Ling Wangjiao's eyes. He was blasted away by the collision of the two quasi-Emperor powers, while everyone from Heaven-Soaring Palace aboard the small Divine Cosmos Ship was shaken out of the vessel.
Afterward, they all desperately shielded Ling Wangjiao at the center.
At the same time... Boom!
The small Divine Cosmos Ship cracked apart and exploded. Then, the Black-Clothed Youth within the mist reappeared. The sword radiance in his hand had not shattered despite being clamped down; it continued to forcefully suppress Wudun.
Crack, crack, crack...
The teeth of the Heaven-Soaring Palace Divine Lord Stage expert chattered loudly as he said in terror, "Too terrifying... how can this Black-Clothed Youth be this powerful?"
He naturally knew about Ten-Spring Quasi-Emperors.
Before the Seven Decree Sect descended, Heaven-Soaring Palace had not only possessed its Palace Master, Ling Liaoyuan, as a quasi-Emperor. It had also had several weaker quasi-Emperors, including Ten-Spring-level existences. But compared to the Black-Clothed Youth before them...
It was the difference between an ant and an elephant.
Wudun, a dignified Ten-Thousand-Spring Quasi-Emperor of the Primordial Cosmos Great World, only one final step away from becoming an Emperor Venerable, could actually do no more than block him.
Ling Wangjiao said nothing. He merely stared at the Black-Clothed Youth.
His eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.
Just then, Wudun spoke coldly, "Absolute Sword fused with Absolute