Even though Qi Liandie was a Spirit Sword, she was so frightened that she could barely breathe. Nascent Soul cultivators—in the Three Kingdoms of Xiaoyu Continent, they were figures on the level of sect masters. Yet before the Demon Race, under True Person Xiao's command, they were merely part of the battle formation!
"Could it be... th-this is True Person Xiao's Creation Sect disciples?" All the sword cultivators held their breath and watched quietly, their hearts struck as though by lightning, their curiosity clawing at them like cats. They secretly wondered, Could there be... even more powerful disciples?
The sword cultivators were not kept waiting. Just where their divine senses yearned to probe, more than a hundred scattered Nascent Souls proudly appeared!
Qi Liandie lost her composure. Ruotian lost his composure. Cheng Minghua lost his composure. Chong Taixu lost his composure. The four Hua Jian Sword Masters who had once commanded the Tianyi Green Light Sword Array had now all advanced to Spirit Swords. Looking at the more than a hundred scattered Nascent Souls whose cultivation they could not see through, with uncontrolled lightning faintly surging around them, their astonishment had gone numb. They knew perfectly well that if even one of these scattered Nascent Souls had appeared in Xuntian City back then, Xuntian City would certainly have belonged to the Dao cultivators. What Fallen Flower Fairy, what True Person Tengjiao... they would have been nothing but passing clouds!
Yet those scattered Nascent Souls, beings who seemed as lofty as heaven in their eyes, obediently followed True Person Xiao's command and flew into the Bronze Mirror, vanishing without a trace! Just as they disappeared, solid figures like mountain ranges emerged once more from the distant horizon, their auras as vast as the sea: a bald giant who looked like a