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A sword... scabbard?
He Linzi wasn't the only one baffled. Even Qing Yanzi, the Celestial Master, Yuan Pu Zhenren, and the other leaders of the modern cultivation world were all shocked. Its use of surprise aside, the attack had such tremendous force that even He Linzi, a mid-stage Rebirth Realm cultivator, barely managed to withstand it.
In complete disarray, He Linzi crashed to the ground, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and glared furiously at the main entrance of the venue. Countless cultivators had already sent out their spiritual perception, their eyes following his.
Qing Yanzi quickly recognized the scabbard. Outside the arena, cultivators stirred restlessly. Some unseen power tore apart the crowd blocking the entrance, opening a path within moments.
A few moments earlier, a divine bird had swiftly flown in from the southwest. When it neared the entrance, it flung out the scabbard and then slowed its descent, landing steadily on the slope before the venue.
The space around the newcomer had cleared on its own. Silence fell both inside and outside the arena.
The sword cultivator carried someone on his back. In his right hand was Spiritless, its tip angled toward the ground. His expression was cold and unreadable, his gaze as sharp as a blade, and his stance like a sword drawn from its sheath—one with an edge that commanded awe, a presence that...
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