Gu Yuan flicked his finger,
Clang clang clang—!!!
With the sound of a clear sword ringing, the sword silk web suddenly tensed and then rapidly collapsed.
As countless waves of cold air, frost, and ice splinters splashed everywhere, the one hundred and eight sword lights quickly merged into one, transforming into a sky-shattering, unparalleled sword light, slashing down from above.
Hiss—!!!
Accompanied by a hair-raising sound of tearing through the air, a thin long line appeared above Gu Xuanqing's head.
Gu Xuanqing's expression was solemn as the treasure bottle above his head spewed forth torrents of Xuanming True Water.
These Xuanming True Waters quickly transformed into a giant spiritual sea god clad in black-gold divine armor, standing on a black dragon and wielding a trident, charging head-on to pierce the sword light.
Clang!!!
The trident collided and clashed with the sword light, exploding with intense divine light and crisp, resonant sound.
