At this moment, the sky over Fragrant Flower City was no longer a natural canopy, but had transformed into a churning vortex of bruised purples and charcoal greys, lit by the loud, erratic pulsing of violet lightning.
The roar of the thunder that followed was not like a sound but a physical vibration that rattled the teeth of every living soul within the city walls.
"Heh. Hahaha!" Shen Haoran let out a sharp, mocking laugh that cut through the distance and moved like a streak of golden light, his blade Azathoth whistling through the air as he delivered a flurry of strikes against Jiang Chen.
The "Peerless Sword Venerable" could only cross his arms and endure the onslaught.
It was a pathetic sight, truly.
Jiang Chen, despite his ancient soul, was trapped in a body that was still only at the Body Refining Realm.
