Wang Qi raised his right hand, holding the sword in reverse. Sword Light swirled between his chest and abdomen, wrapping around his torso.
Xiao Zong's long sword transformed into fierce Sword Light, pouring down like torrential rain from the converging Heavenly phenomena of Sword Momentum around him. Ordinarily, such Sword Momentum is difficult to defend against. However, Wang Qi's Sword Light was gentle like water, a light turn and it painted the scene of raindrops on banana leaves, effortlessly deflecting Xiao Zong's entire offensive.
Xiao Zong never expected that his newly realized Realm would suffer a setback on its first use. He only felt his pride was wounded, and in furious wrath, he unleashed an unreserved attack. His Sword Intent was like the heavens, Sword Momentum like the wind, Sword Qi like thunder. His Essence Qi and Spirit attached to the long sword, manifesting the severity of divine retribution within the confines of inches.
