Chapter 870: The Guest Stealing the Spotlight

The Holy Weapon descends, its might spreading, oppressing the world!

The power belonging solely to the Laws of the Holy Dao descends upon this land, wantonly unleashed, shrouding the bodies of all present!

In an instant, whether Innate Purple Mansion or Sun Wheel Ten Thousand Phenomena, all changed their expressions at once!

Their faces went deathly pale, cold sweat streamed down, every muscle in their bodies tensed, and their Yuanqi circulated involuntarily.

Before that terrifying, suffocating pressure.

They felt as if they were bearing a star upon their backs!

"What... what the hell is this?!"

In the crowd, a Moon Wheel cultivator said, trembling.

The moment these words left his mouth, they instantly struck a chord in the hearts of the many cultivators present.

Looking over the course of their entire lives, none of them had ever experienced such overwhelmingly crushing pressure, as if the heavens themselves were collapsing!

Merely casting a single distant glance at that crimson ancient sword above made their hearts tremble uncontrollably!

To display such inconceivable might.

Just what level had this treasure reached?

I'm afraid even a legendary top-grade Heaven-rank magic treasure would be no more than this, right?!

Ordinary cultivators were still deeply mired in shock.

Those perceptive Primordial Spirit realm great powers were even more utterly horrified!

Having cultivated to their realm, their horizons were naturally not too poor.

With only a slight probe, they knew this sword's grade far surpassed Heaven-rank!

Without a doubt, this was a Holy Weapon!

A magic treasure of such grade was exceedingly rare across the entire Moonlight Dynasty!

Thinking of this, the gazes of the gathered Primordial Spirit cultivators toward Jiang Chen could not help but grow complicated.

If some other Sun Wheel realm cultivator dared to swagger about openly wielding such a supreme treasure, they would have seized it no matter what.

But this Jiang Chen not only possessed extraordinary aptitude and unmatched combat prowess, he was one of the most famous prodigies of this realm.

Moreover, he had the Cangwu Jiang Clan behind him. With that Clan Head Jiang—who had single-handedly forced back multiple Primordial Spirit experts—even Heavenly Man-level powers had to show some caution!

Most importantly, Sword King Bai Hong was also a member of the Cangwu Jiang Clan.

With Heavenly Sword Ancestor present today, considering the relationship between the two clans, how could anyone be allowed to make a move against Jiang Chen?

Of course, those unafraid of death could go ahead and try.

But clearly, every Primordial Spirit cultivator present understood the stakes involved.

Therefore, although they felt covetous toward the Holy Weapon in Jiang Chen's hand, they did not dare harbor the slightest thought of seizing it.

At the same time.

Zhou Xuan's face was frosty, her gaze growing exceptionally solemn.

By now, she had already learned from the three Primordial Spirit cultivators behind her just how fearsome the magic treasure in Jiang Chen's hand was.

"Damn it! Where in the world did this Cangwu Jiang Clan get a Holy Weapon?!"