"Everyone, let's work together! Whoever slays it will become the master of the Cold Sword Immortal Sect!",This net started out only a dozen or so feet long, but after being cast, it grew larger and larger in the wind until it became enormous, ultimately covering the sky and trapping Xiaoqing's true form.,Sang Jueying's mouth overflowed with a trickle of blood. The opponent's strength was definitely suppressed, but they were absolutely at the top of this realm, stronger than even the peak of crossing tribulation. It wasn't something she could contend with at all.。