Hiss!!
The shrill screech resonated, echoing through the air.
On the desert sands at night.
Whether it was Han Qi or the surrounding Sand Thieves that were closing in, all of them widened their eyes, staring intently at the scene unfolding before them.
Li Chengyi's massive armoured figure stood with one hand on his sword, focusing a thick column of colored light onto the blade.
In his hand, there seemed to be a vortex, an invisible force that drew everything into it.
That vortex was forcefully drawing the colored light beams together.
Hiss...
Seconds later.
The colored light went out, disappearing.
The Golden Sword in Li Chengyi's hand also completely melted, falling to the ground and shattering into countless Gladiolus Petals that vanished.
There was silence in the world for a moment.
Behind Han Qi, the black ring shimmered with a new cycle of colored light, but he did not continue.
A new Golden Sword formed and materialized in Li Chengyi's hand. He also made no move.