A blinding, dazzling sword light brimming with purple qi seemed to come from the edge of the sky, as if to cleave Heaven and Earth apart. Its terrifying might filled this part of Heaven and Earth in an instant.
"Roar!"
"Awooo!"
Throughout the area, countless Monsters howled in terror, one after another, their cries never ceasing.
"What?"
Jiao Hong froze at the terrifying disturbance. The golden palm he was pressing down faltered, and he instinctively turned to look.
The next instant, he saw a dazzling Violet Sword Light hurtling straight toward him.
At the far end of the Violet Sword Light stood a young man. His eyes were bloodred, blazing with fury and killing intent.
"Qin Hao?!"
Jiao Hong started, then broke into wild delight.
"Heaven has a road you refuse to take, yet you insist on walking into hell when it has no gate. You're dead today!"
He had thought he would have no chance to deal with Qin Hao anytime soon. He had never expected Qin Hao to appear now.
Before, he would not have dared face Qin Hao. But now he had broken through to the Venerable Martial Realm.
Killing Qin Hao would be no problem!
At least, that was how Jiao Hong saw it.
But the thought had barely formed when a faint sense of danger rose sharply from his heart. At the same moment, the Violet Sword Qi reached him.
Only a few hundred meters separated them.
"Not good!"
"What Sword Art is this? Why do I feel threatened?"
Jiao Hong was shocked, his delight freezing on his face. But as a Venerable Martial Venerable, his reactions were extraordinarily fast.
"Block it!"
With no time to spare for Chen Jianqing, Mu Ziqing, or Ji Yue below, Jiao Hong roared. The golden palm vanished, then reappeared