Zhou Qing's face hardened upon seeing this, pushing the old hen into his waist pocket. He then shook his Broken Sword severely and whispered under his breath, "Thunder Sword Skills, rise!"
In an instant, the broken sword burst into a brilliant light, and the previously rust-covered blade seemed wrapped in a layer of dazzling lightning.
The Sword Qi charged with thunder energy blasted out, but Song Yuan, maddened by rage, did not flinch, approaching directly with a look of complete frenzy in his eyes.
As flames clashed with Sword Qi in a split second, the light became blinding, and energy ripples spread around like waves.
The entire cave shook under this immense power; rocks fell from the ceiling, raising a cloud of dust.
Witnessing this scene, Zhou Qing turned around and fled without hesitation.
Why put himself through such hardship? He had only ever been lucky enough to slay a late Nascent Soul Realm cultivator due to favorable circumstances.
