"Cold Sun Sword Immortal, Pei Yuhang!"
The young man let out a long cry, his voice shaking the nine heavens.
A cold light flared in his eyes as the longsword in his hand erupted in a blinding brilliance. Everywhere its edge passed, the very air was torn apart with a piercing shriek.
The disciples blocking his path had no time to react before they were utterly crushed by the unstoppable beam of light from his sword!
And Golden Core was still not the peak of Pei Yuhang's rising aura!
In an instant, though there were over a hundred disciples from the Yin Yang Sacred Land surrounding him, they were completely routed by Pei Yuhang and his single sword.
"Don't fall back! Pei Yuhang's Breakthrough Realm is strange, but it didn't trigger a Celestial Tribulation! That means this aura is only temporary! Sisters, charge!"
"Get lost—!"
Pei Yuhang swept aside more than a dozen people with his sword, a bead of cold sweat forming on his brow.
