Jin Yang's heart trembled, his pupils revealing shock.
If that sword had been aimed at him earlier, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
This person's strength is definitely above his own, perhaps not far from Zhang Changqing.
Thinking of the mocking words he said earlier, a trace of regret surged in his heart.
And among everyone present, the one who felt the worst was Gao Jun, as if he'd just swallowed a fly that flew out of the toilet.
Zhang Changqing breaking the array was barely within his expectations, but Bai Zhiyuan possessing such formidable swordsmanship totally exceeded them.
'Could it be that the ancestor might fall at their hands?'
'No, that won't happen.' Gao Jun shook his head vigorously, "The ancestor is a Golden Core Demon Cultivator, now he's fallen, but a skinny camel is still larger than a horse, it's unlikely for him to fall at the hands of two Qi Cultivators.
