Staring at the terrifying wisp of Sword Qi in the sky, Lu Mingyuan felt a bone-chilling sense of danger.
With his current strength, he could already suppress Jiang Shan with a flick of his wrist.
But in the face of this wisp of Sword Qi, he still felt insignificant.
It was as if the bright moon and the stars themselves would be cleaved in two by this single sword.
If he had to make a comparison,
Lu Mingyuan felt it was similar to when he faced the Holy Nether Divine Being on the city walls in his second life.
Because of this feeling, Lu Mingyuan knew for sure.
'An Immortal has made a move!'
'And a Sword Immortal of the Upper Three Grades, no less!'
Numerous thoughts flashed through Lu Mingyuan's mind.
In an instant, dark clouds gathered, and a bolt of black-purple Celestial Thunder materialized from thin air, striking down from the heavens and shattering the wisp of Sword Qi.
"To strike like that... You truly have no regard for my Celestial Master's Mansion."
