Immediately after.
In the eyes full of terror among all the Divinity Transformation cultivators and countless mortals below, a cyan sword light, indescribably dazzling and majestic, seemed to slice down from beyond the Nine Heavens.
It was not merely light but resembled a cyan celestial river spanning the entire sky.
Where the sword light passed, the space was silently sliced open like fragile cloth, leaving behind a subtle, dark, deep, and enormous spatial rift.
Violent spatial turbulence roared forth without shaking the sword light in the slightest.
The target of this sword was not Ao Guang the Dragon King but... the Star Palace Saints and the Nine Nether Elder.
Its speed surpassed thought!
Its might made Divinity Transformation cultivators tremble!
"What?!"
"Not good!!"
The Star King, Moon God, Nine Nether Elder, these beings standing at the pinnacle of the human world, simultaneously had their expressions change drastically at the sight of this sword.
