Everyone on Canglan Island turns their gaze towards Xie Tianheng, the sword master of Sword Dao Cliff. At this moment, he exudes an imposing aura, poised for an intense battle.
A short while ago, many powerful figures from the opposing alliance were effortlessly subdued and killed.
How dare he strike?
Xie Lingfeng's face turns pale, cold sweat trickling down his forehead. What was his father thinking? He emerged from seclusion, now brimming with an unprecedented amount of arrogance.
The other practitioners have severely underestimated their opponents. Even formidable demi-gods and grandmasters were reduced to nothing but ash.
And he's still thinking about challenging them?
"Father, listen to me…"
Xie Lingfeng is on the verge of tears.
"Step aside, child."
Xie Tianheng casually tosses aside the flustered Xie Lingfeng.
Outside Canglan Island, a group of strong warriors of Sword Dao Cliff catches Xie Lingfeng and retreats to a safe distance.