The faces of all the kings watching the battle changed, because this aura was too overwhelming.
Probably no one present except for the Wanchu Saintess could withstand this momentum.
The Wanchu Saintess also had a cold expression, for Lin Xuan's Sword Qi seemed like a vast ocean, making her sway like duckweed.
At any moment, she could be knocked down.
However, countless strands of Chaos Qi emanated from her body, while the Chaos Lotus beneath her bloomed with light, firmly supporting her.
A powerful defense guarded around her, resisting the terrifying Sword Qi from the surroundings.
Yet even so, she was struck by a wisp of Sword Qi, instantly causing a corner of her garment to vanish into smoke.
On the jade-like skin, a Sword Mark appeared.
Blood dripped, staining her clothes red.
From afar, it had a peculiar beauty.
But the Wanchu Saintess maintained a cold expression with intense killing intent in her eyes.
