"He wants to force you to act!" Li Miaoxuan said.
Gu Yuanqing nodded. "He doesn't just want me to act. He wants me to use the power of the Great Void Creation Wheel. Ordinary means simply cannot kill these Ancient Realm Inhabitants."
"Can the power of the Great Void Creation Wheel really kill them?" Li Miaoxuan asked.
"I can't be certain either, but I have a feeling deep down that it should!" Gu Yuanqing said.
"They're using the safety of the Qian Yuan Realm to force you into their game!" Li Miaoxuan hesitated. "Should we bring everyone in the Qian Yuan Realm into the North Spring Realm?"
Gu Yuanqing stood atop the mountain with his hands behind his back. Watching the people of the Great Wei Divine Dynasty descend from high above, he smiled. "Not yet. Let's watch a little longer!"
As he spoke, a thought stirred in his mind, and strands of Sword Qi sprang into being throughout the Qian Yuan Realm Domain.
They were born from every breath of wind, every wisp of cloud, every strand of spiritual qi, and rapidly grew stronger.
Sword qi crisscrossed heaven and earth, dense enough to blot out the sky.
The crazed-looking middle-aged cultivator diving downward abruptly stopped laughing. A red dot appeared between his brows, rapidly expanding across his entire face, his head, and his body, until he burst into a mist of blood that scattered on the wind.
Soldier after soldier of the Great Wei Divine Dynasty looked down at his chest. An exceedingly fine wound stretched from shoulder to waist, cutting through his entire body. Then his body shattered like broken porcelain.
The Great Wei cultivators fell in swathes like harvested wheat. Before their blood could fall, sword qi evaporated it; before their screams could escape, the wind swallowed