The invisible golden threads connected to the fortune of Demon-Suppressing Pass grew stable once more.
The thunderous noise ceased, and the entire Demon-Suppressing Pass seemed as though nothing had happened.
The clear radiance vanished entirely, replaced by streaks of sword light.
Above Demon-Suppressing Pass, they interwove into layer upon layer of sword nets.
Within every streak of sword light was a heart-chilling gleam.
Some sword qi was chilling, some desolate, some brimming with life, and some restrained in aura...
The countless streams of sword qi were as distinct as the waters of the Jing and Wei Rivers.
They resembled sword cultivators, each with a vivid personality.
"Go!!"
A metallic ring rang out.
Streaks of sword light descended onto the battlefield, abruptly transforming into sword-wielding figures in midair.
It was as though those sword cultivators who had already died had come back to life.
The sword qi swept forth like a raging storm, trailing a sky full of streaming light.
Every sword stroke seemed to sweep through every inch of space within a hundred-zhang radius.
Vast sword qi surged forth without restraint, Breaking Formation as it went.
Feeling that immense power sweep past them, everyone on the battlefield was startled.
The Extraterrestrial Demon who had assumed Qing Xuan's form wore a grave expression, staring fixedly at Demon-Suppressing Pass.
"..."
He wanted to laugh, but could not quite manage it.
Ha! Not only was this fellow still alive, he was as vigorous as a dragon and tiger.
He had even secured his position as Demon-Suppressing Pass Master.
Sensing that even greater power, the Extraterrestrial Demon knitted his brows tightly.
How could a ten-thousand-year plan be ruined at the hands of petty wretches like you!!
He suddenly raised a hand, and a metallic dragon's cry rang out.
An Azure Long Sword emanating biting