Demon God Xuantianjun gave a light wave of his hand.
No terrifying power erupted in the arena, yet the two sword beams formed from Star Power abruptly came to a halt before collapsing on the spot.
The sight made Sword Master Cang Feng's eyelids twitch wildly.
His move might have looked simple, but it had actually borrowed the power of the grand formation to draw upon the power of the Tiangang Star and condense it into sword beams.
Beneath those sword beams, even cultivators at the great perfection of the Tribulation Crossing stage would not dare take them lightly.
Otherwise, they would not have so easily shattered the two ten-thousand-foot sandstorms in the arena.
He knew the man before him was immensely powerful, but he had never expected him to break the sword beams so effortlessly.
"Senior, what remarkable methods. With Senior's cultivation and strength, you have long surpassed the limits of the Cultivation World. Why trouble yourself by descending into this realm?!"
Drawing a deep breath, Cang Feng spoke at once.
Compared to Demon God Xuantianjun, Cang Feng's face was aged, while Demon God Xuantianjun, possessing the body of a demonic cultivator, wore a youthful face.
Yet the upper echelons of the Cultivation World were not entirely ignorant of Demon God Xuantianjun.
This... was an unimaginably ancient existence that had existed in the Six Realms for countless ages.
Before such an existence, even Cang Feng of the Tribulation Crossing stage could only be considered a junior among juniors.
As he spoke, the sword case behind Cang Feng trembled, and a broad longsword shot into the sky.
The longsword hovered in the air, continuously absorbing true essence from within his body.
At the same time, it echoed with the grand formation above, gathering Star Power upon its blade.
Though the