The sky was filled with reed leaves like white snow, and a flying sword turned into golden thunder.
The right arm of Great True Master Chong Kan exploded, and blood mist scattered all around. The golden flying sword retreated swiftly, drawn towards the end of the vast reed marsh.
There, at an unknown time, appeared a figure in black.
Xie Xuanyi extended his hand to catch the lifebound flying sword returning like a swallow to its nest... He gently caressed the sword, and around the sword handle was entwined an imperceptible golden line, stretching over a hundred zhang, connecting into the sleeve of a scholar in a green robe.
This was the reason Chen Jingxuan previously retracted his sleeve and tapped his fingers.
The Heavenly Destiny Gold Line shrouded the entire mudflat, spanning a full ten miles, and the main purpose of laying these golden lines was, of course, to ensnare Chong Kan and at the critical moment form a "Golden Thread Cage."
