"I don't know you."
Nangong Yue looked at Crimson Refinement, her voice calm and her expression composed.
She truly did not know the woman before her.
"That's all right. Let me introduce myself. My name is Crimson Refinement."
"We're both women. Relax. No need to be so tense."
As Crimson Refinement spoke, she slowly reached her right hand into the void.
The next moment, she drew a massive saber out of it.
The saber was larger than her entire body.
Its blade was black as ink, more than two feet wide and twelve feet long. Its spine was as thick as a person's arm, and a faint, dark-red glow ran along its edge.
"Everyone's watching. Let's get to the point and not waste time."
"I don't want to waste time either."
"Come on, then. Be ready. My saber is fast."
As her words fell, Crimson Refinement's grip tightened abruptly.
Her knuckles turned white, and the dark-red glow on the blade flared.
It became a crimson halo that spread in every direction.
Where the halo passed, space cracked like thin ice, forming a web of fissures that glowed with the color of molten lava.
She stepped forward, and her aura surged out like a flood bursting through a dam.
She unleashed the full pressure of someone at the peak of the Third Heaven Quasi-Saint Realm. It mingled with her saber intent and rose into the sky as a crimson-black pillar.
The pillar smashed the law chains above the Arena into disarray.
That pressure was not confined to the Arena.
It spread outward at an impossible speed, only to be stopped completely at the Arena's edge.
The pressure reverberated across the Arena.
Nangong Yue's white robe whipped in the pressure, but she stood where she was, her feet nailed to the Arena.