A spatial rift split open high above the Dong Clan.

As Zhao Shanling looked down, numerous fine spatial blades swam in the depths of his eyes like a shoal of glowing fish.

On the ground, a large number of outsiders looked up at them, their faces filled with confusion.

The Dong Clan members also looked up at them through the translucent and sparkling ward, their expressions flickering with excitement.

“Aren’t you supposed to seal the spatial rift that leads to the Realm of Split Void first, Senior Zhao?” Nie Tian asked urgently.

He had a feeling that Zhao Shanling had made a breakthrough in his cultivation after he was freed from his long-standing emotional knot.

It seemed that his cultivation base had already entered the middle Soul realm, though he might still need some time to stabilize it.

Zhao Shanling laughed wildly and said, “I sealed that spatial rift soon after you left for the Realm of a Hundred Battles!”

Nie Tian was taken aback. “Y-you knew that things would develop this way?! And you were certain that your senior martial brother would agree to bend his kne...