168 A New Goal

The midday sun hung lazily in the clear blue sky.

Hovering just above the Trade Convention, Ling Xian suspended casually in midair, his robe and the giant wings on his back white as snow. Clutched tightly in his hand, the bloodstained sword reflected sharply under the sun.

Swoooosh!

The color of the sword turned the sun blood red. Within the blink of an eye, the blade redirected itself and headed straight for the throat of the man in blue.

"What… is this sword?"

The man’s face turned ghostly white. In his haste, the man summoned all his powers and directed them towards reinforcing his rainbow shield. Hope against hope, his defensive weapon would deflect the devil’s sword!

But the moment the blade and shield collided, tiny cracks began appearing down the sides of the dome in a spider-web pattern. Then, accompanied by an earthshattering explosion, the shell gave in under pressure and vanished into thin air.

The Motionless Shadow of Light defeated into oblivion!

"Gahhhhhhh!"