A cleaning talisman fluttered toward a cultivator at the Intermediate Stage who was fiercely attacking. That cultivator was already in a sorry state, with mud and blood on his face. As the white light of the talisman enveloped him, his face instantly became noticeably refreshed, and even the aggressive momentum weakened a bit, causing his movements to halt involuntarily.
"Pfft!" Lin Wan'er, who was fiercely battling another cultivator, couldn't help but laugh at this scene, though her sword moves remained unperturbed.
Luo Qingchen's mouth also twitched. Xiaowan's "secret weapon" always worked wonders at unexpected times. He used the Black Dragon Sword to parry Zhao Mingyu's Golden Snake Sword. Although the Chaotic Power was almost depleted, the sword moves were still exquisite.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
The sound of weapons clashing was continuous.
