Dantai Jingyun's eyes were bloodshot at this moment, and in her hands was a pitch-black long sword as dark as ink. This sword was as thin as a baby's finger, but its trembling was enough to trigger changes in heaven and earth.
Zheng Ming appeared exceedingly calm, although the Seven Treasures Gold Canopy didn't have much time left, he still had plenty of Prestige Points, and he also possessed the Tathagata's ultimate weapon in his heart.
Within the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, apart from Fu Yuqing, he found Xiao Yishan somewhat agreeable. Now that the Heavenly Sword Pavilion was taking the initiative to attack, he didn't mind causing the sect, which he held no fondness for, to be annihilated.
"Elder Dantai, esteemed Elders, fellow disciples, I think we should be more rational now!" The voice of Jin Wushen suddenly erupted among the crowd.