"Success!"
The characters twisted and writhed midair like snakes.
When the rune suddenly disintegrated, it transformed into a torrent of information, rushing madly into Qin An's sea of consciousness.
Qin An closed his eyes and concentrated, then suddenly opened them after a few breaths, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
As his gaze flickered, Cold Star responded by unsheathing, the blade light slicing through the night like a cold moon.
Once the blade was drawn, even ghosts and gods were startled!
The Five-Colored True Essence surged within like a waterfall, and with the execution of the Ice Flame Ruthless Blood Transformation Blade, a momentum of absolute destruction blossomed upon it.
"I wonder if my current power of attack..." Qin An's gaze narrowed slightly, "...can contend with a cultivator who has half a foot in the Inner God Realm?"
