"No…" Fang Qi suddenly remembered that mysterious sense of danger; it was an intuition that he had developed after many battles in the Game Cultivation Room.

It was very likely that this wasn't an accident.

Then, he saw several spiritual lights flying from the spiritual boat to the distance in all directions.

…

Besides abundant spiritual items, there were many precious Daoist relics left by the grandmasters who had ascended in the prehistoric time on the Spirit State. Treasures themselves were not bad, but holding onto them will cause envy, jealousy, and hate. Whenever a precious treasure appeared, it would cause a b.l.o.o.d.y war.

For some forces with relative weaker strengths, if they were lucky enough to obtain a rare treasure, it might bring them destruction if the news was leaked out.

The Li Family of Xifeng Cliff was an ordinary small cultivation family. With few talented members in the family, they would sink into a decline soon. However, not long ago, the rumors had it that the daughter of the Li Family Master suddenly achieved tremendous growth in cultivation strength.

Someone leaked the news that she had gotten a rare treasure called the Mystical Fate Jade.

It was hard to see from afar. At a closer look, the audience saw that the people flying out from the spiritual boat included a woman in a white silk long dress and some disciples in uniforms.

There was also a white-clothed elder who looked wary and alarmed.

With a grim expression, the woman in white dress looked up and said, "Who are you? Our Li Family of Xifeng Cliff never fought with anyone and have no enemies. You just destroyed our spiritual boat; do you want to wage war on Li Family?"

"Wage war?" The voice laughed arrogantly. "After today, do you think there will be a Xifeng Cliff in the world?! Ms. Li, hand over the Mystical Fate Jade. Otherwise, you'll all end up like this spiritual boat."

The voice resonated in the sky, and it seemed to be coming from all directions. No one knew where it came from.

The woman's face fell immediately, and she said coldly, "What Mystical Fate Jade? I'm on my way to study in the Heavenly Academy and don't know anything about a Mystical Fate Jade. I think you have mistaken me for someone else."

"Don't try to scare me with the Heavenly Academy! Study? I think you want to take this opportunity to hide the Mystical Fate Jade." The voice sounded impatient, and that extremely dangerous presence appeared again.

Fang Qi looked intently and finally saw it; it was a light beam as slim as a black thread. In the next instant, the white-clothed elder yelled in pain, and his arm was cut off at the shoulder; sweat popped out all over his body with the excruciating pain!

Even Fang Qi felt gooseb.u.mps all over his body, let alone the audience who was watching the livestream.

"What was that?!"

"How come I feel like I just saw the sword control technique?"

"No… The cultivators in Spirit State can use sword control technique too?!"

Su Tianji said in bafflement, "Xiaoyue never mentioned it… Isn't Xiaoyue from the Spirit State?"

"It doesn't look like a flying sword." In Half City Shop, strange light flashed in a pair of green eyes, and she sent a bullet comment, [It wasn't a sword.]

Indeed, it looked like sword control technique, but all the people including the woman with the surname Li only saw something like a black iron ball hovering in the air.

"What the heck is this thing?!"

"It's an evil and unorthodox method! We'll fight with him to the death!" One disciple yelled before das.h.i.+ng toward the small iron-ball-looking object.

"Stop!" The woman tried to warn him, but with a black flash, a hole appeared on this disciple's belly.

His body fell from the sky listlessly.

"Third Junior Brother?!" The others yelled in sorrow and caught the corpse of this white-clothed disciple. He was dead with endless fear and disbelief in his wide-opened eyes; he couldn't be more dead.

If Fang Qi hadn't dodged while he chased after the spiritual boat, he would probably have ended up just like this disciple.

The ball-shaped item still hovered in the mid-air; it was hard to imagine that such an ordinary-looking iron ball could unleash such horrifying power. 

"This is…?!" The woman looked scared as if she had recognized it. While pointing at the ball with shaking hands, she said, "This is… sword ball?!"

"You're not as ignorant as you look," the voice snickered.

It was indeed not a flying sword. It was a sword ball, which could be sharp enough to cut through metal as if it were mud and soft enough to wind around fingers and turn into threads of spiritual essence. It was a kind of ultimate treasure from one of the ancient factions in the Spirit State, but the creation method had long been lost.

Anyone who could possess such a treasure and use it with proficiency must have a powerful force behind them.

The cultivators who had such treasures had much greater combat force than ordinary cultivators since this horrifying killer weapon could instantly tear open all the defense mechanisms on spiritual boats made by the cultivators of the Spirit State, let alone protective spiritual artifacts; they were weak and fragile like paper in front of it.

The woman with the surname Li laughed bitterly, "I'm surprised that Heaven-Seeking Sword Palace would become so despicable and desperate in order to get that item!"

All the people turned pale. If it were only a sword ball, they might have a chance to escape. But now, they were plunged into deep despair since they knew the huge force behind the sword ball would never allow them to escape.

A comment appeared on the big screen, [Sir, it seems that you can't get out now…]

Fang Qi frowned slightly, finding that he was also surrounded by the many chilly auras hiding nearby.

"Treasures belong to the powerful," the voice said with a snicker, "The only thing that you can blame is your weak strength. Now, I've changed my mind. I will kill you and get the Mystical Fate Jade, so you don't have to hand it over!"

He was so sure of himself and so arrogant that he regarded the people before him as ants that he could kill whenever he wanted. 

Maybe for him, these cultivators were indeed ants.

A figure with white hair and white clothes dashed down from the sky as if he were descending from Heaven, looking like a G.o.d who could dictate people's fates. 

"Nangong Jiuwen?!"

Meanwhile, the sword ball moved again.

Deep despair engulfed everyone's mind like a layer of grey mist; they found that they couldn't even cast spiritual spells before this sword ball.

Many of them closed their eyes subconsciously, wondering who would die after this black flash.

"There is such a thing in this world?!"

The audience who were watching the livestream was astonished.

"Which do you think is more powerful, the sword control technique or this thing?"

"It seems similar to the sword control technique…" Ruan Ning muttered, "I don't know which is more authentic…"

Tink! At this moment, a sword light shot out from the side.

The sword ball instantly paused!

"!!?? It's blocked?!"

Where did the sword come from?!

Mr. Fang looked displeased. "Of course, my sword control technique is authentic!"