A sharp sound rang out as the elder’s sword collided with the Malevolent Sword.

The elder, a fifth-rank grandmaster, felt a fearsome force sweep toward him the moment their swords collided. Immediately afterward, his body was flung away by the shock and he fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Several disciples rushed over to help him up.

Jackson looked at the events unfold with furrowed brows and his lips tightened into a thin line.

The strength of the Celestial Sect’s leade