Emperor-Killing Demonic Sword
Editor: Larbre Studio
The whooshes amidst the sound waves actually formed thousands of white sword shadows. They turned into a sword river that spun quickly and crashed against the blue pillar of light.
The two forces acted upon each other, forming a sight of equal power.
The Inch Holy Staff was a quality Spiritual Power saint weapon. Sui Han's guqin was also a top treasure of the Confucius Way.
No one had an advantage in terms of weapons. They were mostly competing over their strength and usage of Spiritual Power.
"Imprint the ivory moon, suppress the nine heavens."
Sui Han's fingers danced over the instrument strings. Soft power instantly surged out like thousands upon thousands of threads intertwining with the sound waves and sword Qi.
At the same time, icy wind seeped out from Dragontop Mountain, wailing. The "Luoyan Autumn Wind" song was filled with endless murderous intent.
"Rise!"