Clang——
The long sword was sharp, tearing through the air as if an arrow was skimming the ground attacking.
Jiuling Yuansheng had an indifferent expression, with a wave of his right sleeve, he directly collected the long sword into it.
The blue-robed man standing thousands of meters away from him had a dramatic change in his complexion, as if he had seen a ghost.
Millions of beings were stirring like a pot on the boil, another god from the Heavenly Court of Great Qin showcasing equal prowess.
"How formidable, Jiuling Yuansheng possesses the bearing of a noble, lacking the ferocity of the gods of the Heavenly Court of Great Qin before him, but equally unparalleled."
"He has already reached the Holy Realm of the Heavenly Dao!"
"Jiuling Yuansheng is about to make a name for himself."
"Poor Wang Han, being full-circle in the Holy Realm should have meant enduring for much longer, but unexpectedly, he's about to take a fall in the first round."