While the two were talking, Xia Tianming had already engaged in battle with the three flying sword beasts.
As soon as the fight began, Xia Tianming was astonished, with a hint of bewilderment in his expression.
He had fought sword beasts of the First Grade Celestial God Realm before, and they generally posed no threat to him.
But these flying sword beasts were different. Although all three were of the Ninth Grade Martial God Level in the Celestial Realm, the pressure they exerted on Xia Tianming was even more intense than that of a First Grade Celestial God Realm sword beast.
He exchanged over a hundred moves, then frowned slightly as the sword in his hand trembled, directly unleashing a void fissure.
The layers of space around them suddenly collapsed, and countless black cracks extended toward the three flying sword beasts like a spider web.
The three flying sword beasts were not terrified; instead, they charged forward, heads held high against the sharp blades.
