Regardless of whether they were Human Race Cultivators, or those three black-robed cultivators and dozens of Demon Beasts, none of them had yet reacted to what was happening.
The blazing red Sword Light, after consecutively piercing through the heads of two Seventh Grade Demon Beasts, finally weakened in momentum and swayed gently in the air.
"This should be a Flying Sword, right?" The City Lord of Jianping was somewhat hesitant.
It indeed looked like a Sword Cultivator's Flying Sword.
He couldn't possibly be mistaken.
The question was, where was the Sword Cultivator who released the Flying Sword?
Why could they hear the sword but not see the person?
Those Demon Beasts and the three black-robed Demonic Cultivators, including the hidden black-robed leader, were pondering the same question.
They extended their Divine Sense, attempting to find the master of the Flying Sword.
But it was all in vain.
