Yun Xuan flicked a finger, sending a strand of Sword Qi shooting forward. Everywhere the Sword Qi passed, the sea below was cleaved apart, and even the ice sheet was sliced open with a massive gash.
"Roar! Yun Xuan, you may be strong, but I am not weak either."
The Flood Dragon let out a furious roar. The fact that he had cultivated to such a realm was enough to prove that his talent was peerless.
They were all heavenly prodigies—what made you, Yun Xuan, so special?
The Flood Dragon opened his jaws wide, and a terrifying might began to gather wildly within his mouth.
In an instant, a crimson pillar of light shot fiercely toward the Sword Qi.
In the blink of an eye, the two collided. The fire pillar was mercilessly shattered by the Sword Qi, which surged straight through it and lopped off the Flood Dragon's enormous head.
The huge head crashed heavily onto the sea, kicking up towering waves, while blood dyed half the waters red.
The Flood Dragon's massive corpse followed close behind, smashing into the sea without a trace of life left in it.
In an instant, heaven and earth all around fell silent.
At that moment, whether they were land-dwelling races or deep-sea seeds, all of them sank into silence.
One sword.
Merely a casually formed strand of Sword Qi.
Yet it had slain a fifth-layer Golden Immortal Flood Dragon.
That Flood Dragon had not been an ordinary cultivator, but a heavenly prodigy cultivator.
His blood and vitality had been at their peak.
Even so, he had been slain by a strand of Sword Qi Yun Xuan had casually formed.
Strong.
Incredibly strong.
Far too strong.
"So... strong."
Amid the crowd, San Zang, who had witnessed everything, silently thought to himself. From that