Long Chen snorted coldly and he was like a phantom, appearing in front of Yin Wushang in an instant. His blood-colored saber released a loud cry as it slashed down.

This was just a simple slash. But with the support of the divine ring, it seemed like it could cut apart the whole world.

His actions caused everyone’s hearts to tremble. They were all cultivators, and there was not one of them who wasn’t afraid of the will of the Heavenly Daos. That was a reverence that came from the depths of their souls.

The instant Yin Wushang had summoned the Cry of the Heavenly Daos, every expert here, despite being separated by a hundred miles, still felt boundless pressure, and they even had an urge to kneel.

But Long Chen was not the slightest bit discouraged in the face of the Heavenly Daos. On the contrary, his aura became more and more valiant.

“Hmph, although you’ve gotten stronger, it still won’t change your fate of being killed today!”

Yin Wushang’s sword became like the sun, its harsh light piercing into people’s eyes. A berserk aura erupted.

“What?! Yin Wushang is capable of activating a Xiantian weapon?!”

People let out startled cries....