"This..."
Chu Qingyi's cold and aloof expression suddenly changed.
She was well aware of the power behind her sword strike.
Even a Third-Order Body Refining Cultivator wouldn't dare take it head-on with their physical body.
Yet the opponent was completely unscathed.
"Quickly leave the secret realm!"
Lingfeng Immortal's face was incredibly grim as he shouted loudly, both hands forming a gesture incantation.
Seen atop the sky dome's Starfall Chessboard, countless black and white pieces fell, seemingly aiming to seal and intercept the red-haired figure.
The other clan cultivators and disciples of the Four Great Immortal Sects dared not hesitate or dilly-dally at this moment. Understanding that such a level of combat was far beyond their strength, they could only flee in desperation!
Lu Changsheng saw this, and without the slightest hesitation, joined the large crowd in their retreat.
"Interesting, truly interesting."
