PUFF!
The Demon Shadow Huang Chuang had summoned was just about to snatch the Ice Dragon Flower from Jiang Jichen's hand when a flash of blade aura cut through it. The Demon Shadow instantly shattered, dissipating into the Void.
A trace of seven-colored light flashed in Jiang Jichen's palm before vanishing in an instant, not to be seen again.
The moment he saw the unadorned ancient saber appear, Jiang Jichen stopped himself from unsealing his Seven-colored Spiritual Power at the last second.
"Who dares destroy my Demon Shadow?"
Huang Chuang felt his Demon Shadow get obliterated by the large saber. The Ice Dragon Flower had been within his grasp, but now all his efforts were for naught. How could he not be furious?
"It was I!"
A skinny youth approached, seeming to walk on air. His clothes were simple, his face plain, his expression wooden. He suddenly pointed a finger at the unadorned ancient saber.
CLANG!
