The sword shadow was striking downward with a relentless and unforgiving sword aura.
No one below the level of a Sovereign could possibly parry the attack.
What more for Leng Ningyu, who had her cultivation sealed by the energy barrier. Meanwhile, the other Sovereigns were making sure that Sovereign Ying did not attempt anything foolish.
Most had thought that Leng Ningyu was now face-to-face with certain death.
Just as the sword shadow was about to slice through Leng Ningyu, the Sovereigns watched as the sword shadow was clutched by a pair of hands that extended from the void.
"Have you asked my permission to kill her?"
An indifferent voice echoed through the realm.
After that, two figures emerged from out of nowhere.
One of them was a calm, dark-haired cultivator whose hand was clutching onto the Sword Tempest Sovereign's sword shadow. There was a magnificent sword strapped to his waist too.
"Chu Kuangren!"