Countless Sword Qi lingered in the half-empty sky,
emitting a terrifying coldness as well as a dreadful killing intent.
Below, numerous powerful warriors gathered.
But, aside from the eight peak warriors and the few Family Heads of major clans,
the rest, including the Family Heads of various smaller forces, all showed fear under the Sword Qi.
They could clearly sense that the dense Sword Qi in the air posed a fatal threat to them.
For a moment, no one dared to make any move.
Xiao Yi's track record of defeating several peak warriors in succession left everyone present in sheer shock.
Xiao Yi sneered, took a step forward, ready to approach Bai Mohan,
when a figure blocked his path at that moment.
It was Elder Duan Yun.
"If the one who stops you is me, would you still kill?" Elder Duan Yun asked in a deep voice, his aged gaze fixating on Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi frowned.
"There are those I can kill without hesitation; there are those I do not wish to kill."
