Under Xi Longxuan's urging, True Yuan surged forth, and a flying sword appeared across the sky.
Above the firmament, ten thousand streams of moonlight suddenly emerged. Xi Longxuan took a step forward, his body soaring into the air, draped in radiant moonlight.
The streams of moonlight scattered across the earth. Within that glow, the moonlight was like swords, like a rain of blades falling from the heavens.
Seeing the moonbeams fly toward them, the expressions of the dozen or so Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators who had turned traitor and were attacking the other Phantom Star Sect cultivators changed dramatically.
Yet before they could react, the seemingly dazzling moonbeams had already passed through their bodies.
Bodies of flesh and blood exploded in midair one after another, turning into thick clouds of bloody mist that drifted away.
A deathly silence fell over the Phantom Star Sect's inner sect.
Among the crowd, many cultivators who had been restless and had long secretly defected to the Great Zhao Dynasty exchanged glances, yet none dared make another sound.
Only at this moment did everyone suddenly realize that, as the Phantom Star Sect's Sect Master, Xi Longxuan's strength was not to be underestimated either.
Suspended in the air, moonlight radiating from his entire body, Xi Longxuan glared with eyes wide open, endless majesty shooting from his gaze.
Seeing that he had intimidated everyone with a single move, Xi Longxuan secretly let out a breath, though his expression remained grave. He knew very well that the commotion before him was merely the beginning.
The cultivators he had killed were not particularly strong. Since they had dared to step forward and take such a risk, someone must have been directing them from behind the scenes.
Moreover, as the pressure brought by the Great Zhao Dynasty continued