The sudden flash of sword light startled everyone.
In that instant, everyone's vision was filled with nothing but this single sword strike. The sword light was as faint as a firefly, but as it streaked across the sky, it was like a comet striking the moon—unstoppable. Leaving a trail of afterimages, it shot into the center of the field in a mere moment, moving at a speed beyond imagination.
The hair on Gu Xingkong's body stood on end.
He had been in Cultivation for over two hundred years, yet he had never seen such ferocious Swordsmanship. His instincts screamed at him that this attack was immensely powerful and could not be blocked head-on!
"Fellow Daoist Gu! Be careful!"
As the warning cry rang out, Gu Xingkong pushed his True Essence to its absolute limit.
