"Everyone disengage from the battle, quickly fly into the air!"
Bai Xiaofan noticed the scene and hastily issued a loud order to the ancient celestial realm and celestial realm cultivators around him!
Yet, despite this, there was still a small number of cultivators who reacted slowly and were assassinated under the sharp swords!
"Damn, what's going on? Who conjured these swords made of sand and stone? Why aren't they distinguishing between friend and foe?"
"Who knows, if I hadn't reacted a bit faster, I would have likely been skewered like candied hawthorn sticks!"
"Shit, the power of these swords is immense, I saw with my own eyes a powerhouse in the Fragmented God Realm getting pierced through by one of these swords!"
After the surrounding cultivators flew into the air, they were still discussing with lingering fear!
"Master, what should we do next?"
