Gu Qinghe swung his hand downward, golden qi light blazing at his fingertips.
A massive golden sword appeared and fell from the sky, carrying overwhelming qi momentum.
All the cultivators panicked. They rushed toward Li Xiaoman, demanding a solution.
The two sect elders looked at her sharply.
"There's nothing we can do. The barrier was formed by a Nascent Soul Master's technique," one of the elders said.
"So we're just going to die without being able to do anything?!" they complained.
"We're sorry."
Hearing the apology from one of the Yin-Yang Sect elders enraged many cultivators.
They turned and tried to attack Li Xiaoman and the two elders. Gu Qinghe watched the scene unfold.
"HAHAHA!"
"Do you see it now, Li Xiaoman?!" Gu Qinghe shouted.
"The people who helped you earlier are now turning against you," he continued.
"You're going to die, while I will continue to live!"
"Isn't that… pathetic?!" Gu Qinghe mocked.
