Gongxi Lin's eyes flashed with a cold gleam.
Clang!
The void resonated with waves of sword cries that shook the soul!!
Threadlike strands of True Fire Sword Qi, like suns descending from the Nine Heavens, coiled around everyone's hearts!
The Golden Crow Sword!
With the appearance of this sword,
Some showed apprehension in their faces, but many more were eager to try their luck.
Like Ouyang Feng, Shi Yumeng, Lei Xian, Saint Heir, and others, all displayed Divine Radiance in their eyes and wore cold smiles, not retreating in the slightest.
A terrifying aura began to condense around them.
The watching Condensing Realm Ancestors, on the other hand, felt somewhat sorrowful.
Compared to these young elites, even though they had cultivated for hundreds more years, they simply didn't qualify as opponents.
As for Chen Yuan, he was already being ignored at this moment.
In the eyes of many elites, he was no different from an ant.
