The Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint had already arrived near.
He was about to speak.
Suddenly.
The usually calm mist changed.
In the stunned expressions of everyone, the mist seemed like a giant beast opening its massive mouth, swallowing the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint.
Ning Qi's eyes flickered, as if understanding something, a slight smile arose in his eyes.
The Red Sun Martial Saint's expression changed drastically.
Ning Qi had no intention of wasting time.
In this brief moment, the Gang Essence within him had recovered greatly. He waved his hand, and the void once again manifested densely packed Celestial Swords. Although not as many as before, it was enough to form another gigantic Celestial Sword.
Watching the gigantic Celestial Sword suppressing down once more, the Red Sun Martial Saint gritted his teeth and spat a mouthful of Spirit Blood. The Great Sun's light soared dramatically as the Golden Crow let out a mournful cry.
