"Firmaments will not forgive you!” A member of this sect had bloodshot eyes. He gathered his power and his muscles bulged immensely.

Golden radiance flowered through them, nearly breaking his own armor. He used an embryo of Firmaments and summoned a strand of its power, delivering a downward slash.

“Not a bad sword, where is the real thing?” The evil woman took out a miniature red ship from her sleeve.

It erupted with a bloody light as ghosts crushed out from the deck and captured the sword embryo.

He carefully looked at it and was impressed with the excellent material. There was a mysterious sword energy within, seemingly embedded by a sword god.

A claw made of corpse energy rushed out from behind her and picked up that cultivator by the neck.

Her cold eyes seemed to be...