"You all truly have no intention of giving me any face, do you?"
A faint sigh suddenly drifted from within the city, and with it came a startling beam of sword light that shot to the heavens.
This beam of sword light was a pure, crystalline white, shimmering with a translucent luster. Though transparent, it conveyed a sense of metallic hardness.
A single sword-gleam chills and illuminates all of Jiuzhou!
Perhaps this was the only way to describe such a sword-gleam.
SWOOSH!
The sword light came and went in a flash, as ephemeral as a comet, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
And yet…
The moment the sword light vanished, the Great Sun Vajra behind Prince Zhui Ri seemed to be struck by lightning. Its blue radiance flickered and dimmed before shattering with a BUZZ, dissolving into a shower of pale blue, crystalline light.
"Hmph!"
Prince Zhui Ri grunted, a faint pallor washing over his face.
