Deep in the Firmament.
The previous battlefield of Ao Zhigu and Qin Xiao.
At this moment, remnants of energy continuously cleansed the Firmament, but neither Chu Ning nor Xie Xianting were affected in the least.
The two stood amidst the Firmament like two formidable deities.
All the cultivators watching held their breath, for the outcome of this battle would influence the next century, impacting which sect would have the upper hand in their verbal contention.
For all the other cultivators from the South watching, this fight would also determine the strongest celestial of the millennium in the South.
Xie Xianting, clad in gray, with the Power of Nirvana overwhelming around him, had bloodlust flashing in his eyes. In his hands was a long knife that emanated a chilling light, with wafts of gray mist rising from the blade as if they could devour the souls of all beings.
