Though ecstatic about obtaining the Five Crystal Divine Iron, Bai Zichen did not let his guard down.
This was the land that sealed the Ancient Demon. Du Heng had meddled here, using this place to cultivate his True Demon Holy Body, which introduced many uncertain dangers.
If the Five Crystal Divine Iron hadn't been so important, he would never have ventured into such a place.
The darkness came with a strange suddenness, without any fluctuation of True Essence.
All light was stolen away. His five senses were sealed—he could not see, hear, or smell.
His Spiritual Sense blared with warnings, a prickling on his back. In the darkness, a few points of cold light struck like silent vipers.
The Moon Xuan Sword leaped up on its own and slashed into the darkness, followed by a storm of metallic clashes.
A tremendous, unending force transmitted from the Flying Sword, catching Bai Zichen off guard. He suffered a small setback, stumbling back several steps.
"Hm?"
