High in the sky, the nine Venerables turned almost simultaneously toward the distant horizon.
Crimson clouds filled the sky, stretching far, far into the distance.
Farther away, the sky looked perfectly normal.
Only...
There was nothing there.
Everything was tranquil.
Yet not a trace of calm remained on the nine Venerables' faces. Each stared in utter shock and horror.
"Hiss!"
"Such powerful sword qi!"
"Even the Lingxiao Divine Sword has been stirred!"
Qin Hao held his breath. Although he could see nothing with the naked eye, he vaguely sensed an incomparably powerful force hurtling toward them, as though it could destroy heaven and earth.
Even...
The Lingxiao Divine Sword inside the Supreme Sword Tower seemed drawn to it. It trembled faintly, as if thrilled and excited.
Qin Hao could not help holding his breath.
How powerful must that force be to stir a resonance in the Lingxiao Divine Sword?
Even more inconceivably, the giant palm of darkness laws released by the Blood Demon Ancestor, which had been slowly crushing down overhead and was about to engulf Qin Hao, seemed affected by that sword qi as well. It froze in midair.
"Hmph!"
No matter how the Blood Demon Ancestor marshaled his darkness laws, the giant palm remained utterly motionless.
It was as though it had been suppressed on an instinctive level. The two powers were not even in the same league.
Now, even the Blood Demon Ancestor's expression changed.
Below, among the many Saint Martial Grandmasters and True Martial Warriors, only a handful of Saint Martial Grandmasters sensed anything and looked up in horror.
Everyone else remained anxious and worried.
They feared that once the Blood Demon Ancestor struck, they would all perish.
Whoosh...
The next instant.
A dazzling streak of sword light, like a silver moon, suddenly pierced the firmament.