“First on the Nirvana Banquet, first on the Dragon Pulse Ranking!” Mei Zihua’s voice was instigative, and it reverberated throughout Thunderblood Square. This naturally made Ji Lingfeng, Xiao Yuanqi, and the Autumn Mountain Lord furrow their brows.

“He ultimately came.” Lin Yun turned to look at Mei Zihua, who raised the jar of wine in his hand and smiled.

“Watch out!” Someone exclaimed that after Yan Cangming examined Ao Feng’s injuries. He took advantage of where Lin Yun’s attention was directed towards to charge over. The timing he chose was brilliant. It was at a tricky angle, wanting to launch a sneak attack on Lin Yun.

But as soon as he stepped onto the Thunderblood Stage, a strong wind swept out. The wind was so strong that it made Yan Cangming squint his eyes, and it felt like there was a wall of wind hindering his footsteps.

When Yan Cangming squinted his eyes, he could see a dazzling sword ray enveloping boundless wind sweeping over towards him under the empowerment of the Heavenly Dome Sword Intent. The sword tip seemed to have eyes, and Yan Cangming could feel a chill run down his spine the moment the sword was aimed at him. It made him feel as though he fell into ice.

A sense of danger immediately spread throughout Yan Cangming’s heart before spreading...