"Po Jun Elder, aren't you ashamed?"
Xiao Yi stood before Ye Heng, and with a squeeze of his palm, the blood-colored long spear exploded with a bang, turning into a shower of blood-colored light spots that rained down.
Lifting his head,
an earth-shattering Sword Qi burst forth from his body, forming a massive silver sword light that shot straight into the blood-colored clouds above the nine heavens.
Wherever the sword light touched,
it pierced through the clouds, creating a gigantic vortex that spun wildly, shredding the blood-streaked clouds to pieces.
The sky above was clear once more!
Only then…
did figures appear in the sky above, where a multitude of Changsheng Sect followers floated in the air, standing high above everyone else.
A quick scan revealed
that there were as many as fifty thousand followers of the Changsheng Sect.
Densely packed, they all floated in the void above, looking down with cold eyes upon Xiao Yi and the others.
