"Mid-stage of heavenly Yuan." Everyone cried out in surprise. Although they had heard that Xue Batian had advanced to heaven origin stage many years ago, they still paled when they saw the power of this blade. If it was any one of them, they would not be able to withstand it.
Just as their exclamations of shock had yet to die down, Ling Chuxi suddenly moved. That elegant and beautiful figure slowly took half a step forward as if she was taking a stroll in a courtyard.
Her movements were so slow, so elegant, and even a little lazy, but they were natural and natural, giving people an indescribable sense of beauty.
The visible saber Qi was like a shooting star, so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch it. It formed a sharp contrast with Ling Chuxi's slow steps that were like a fine spring. The saber heavily slashed the ground. With a loud noise, the ground paved with bluestone was actually cut by the saber, leaving a saber mark a few feet deep.