BOOM!
Yue Wuxia erupted with all her might, her body radiating golden Divine Brilliance, setting her apart as divine and sacred. At that moment, an ancient scripture also began to circulate within her.
A figure emerged from the Ancient City, holding a sword, and slashed towards the second Great Saint Realm powerhouse.
The sword's power was domineering, capable of swallowing mountains and rivers, like a Sword Immortal in action.
This single strike severely wounded its target, splitting the body in two, and a great amount of blood dyed the sky red.
"Sword, Extreme Chill."
"Sword, Phantom."
"Sword, Manoeuvre."
"Sword, Slaughter…" Yue Wuxia uttered lightly, her eyes bright and focused, gazing in that direction.
She had also heard the Master of the Wu Family speaking.
Such an arrogant tone. How dare he try to kill me?
A gust of wind blew, her gossamer veil and long hair dancing wildly.
