Shen Xuan's expression suddenly sank.
True Master Zhi Yang's Fiery Flame Flying Sword came roaring in, flames surging to the heavens.
Before it even reached his body, the scorching heat wave was already upon him, the air twisting and boiling.
"So I finally get to witness the true might of a Golden Core Perfection Divine Power."
His thoughts spun rapidly, yet his hands did not pause for an instant.
Within his body, Primordial Profound Ice Spiritual Power burst forth like floodwater through an opened sluice gate, madly pouring into the Ice Soul Divine Sword.
The sword hummed and trembled, azure light flaring, and in a blink transformed into a Profound Ice dragon of crystal clarity, scales and claws ferocious, lifting its head and lashing its tail as it charged head‑on toward that heaven‑burning streak of fire.
"Boom!"
The ice dragon and the Fire Sword slammed into each other.
