"This is the Heaven-Slaying Spirit Sword, an Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact that can both protect and kill. I normally disdain using a weapon, but unfortunately—you're too strong! To die by this sword, Ye Tianling, should be an honor. You can die smiling in your grave."
Holding the sword, Xia Xinyan was no longer on the back foot. She looked as if she hadn't been injured at all. Instead, she became incredibly transcendent, her aura incomparably void spirit and restrained.
An air of peerless invincibility and solitary supremacy materialized, almost tangible.
Ye Tianling's heart turned grim. Without further hesitation, he gathered his Talent with his Dragon Blood and infused it into the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword as the obsession in his heart reached its zenith.
'Only absorb thirty percent of my Talent and Dragon Soul!'
Ye Tianling focused his obsession to its absolute limit and viciously slashed out with the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword.
