This was the first time he had fought at full power since his breakthrough to the Late Period of Qi Cultivation. A potent Spiritual Pressure emanated from his body, making his robes whip and snap with barely contained Mana.
In his left hand, the Black Flame Saber was swift as the wind and light as smoke, its techniques exquisitely precise.
In his right hand, the Hidden Blade Giant Sword fell like a toppling mountain. Its slashes possessed a profound yet artless might, consisting of simple, powerful cleaves.
Flashes of dual-colored sword light danced with searing black flames. One after another, Spider Demon Beasts were cleaved in two, a trace of fear finally appearing in their compound eyes as death claimed them. Cyan blood splattered like ink across a canvas.
