The purple-white light on Wang Yufan's body continuously crisscrossed. The Feng Ling Sword in his hand directly flew out, and the purple-white light slowly entered the Feng Ling Sword. As the purple-white light entered, the cold air from the Feng Ling Sword continuously spread in all directions.
"Hahaha, Master, the first lower part of your Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword Canon can unleash the cold energy of my main body. Although it cannot reach my strongest state from back then, it can definitely increase your combat power by quite a bit," the Sword Spirit's voice echoed in Wang Yufan's mind.
Hearing the Sword Spirit's voice, Wang Yufan's eyes lit up. He had not expected that the Taiqing Demon-Slaying Sword Canon could enhance the Feng Ling Sword's power. However, this enhancement was not just within the sword; more importantly, Wang Yufan could unleash sufficiently strong power to fight against the drought demon.
