Ling Ningzhi clasped her hands together, resplendent white light spreading out, the moon white Daoist robe fluttering as if a bright moon were rising in the sky.
Whoosh—
The sinister wind howled angrily, the clouds above churning and swirling.
In the center of the vortex, an enormous golden eye revealed itself, staring fixedly at Chen Mo.
Chen Mo drew up a cold smile, "Heh, so it's you indeed."
Mist and black fog, golden eye... it was exactly that eerie black cat encountered in the alley that night!
Boom!
As if tangible, a fiery glaze surged out, enveloping his entire body, True Yuan boiling within his meridians, amplifying through the acupoints and being injected into the blade.
"Chi!"
Chen Mo exhaled powerfully, the brilliant blade radiance swept like a galaxy, seemingly tearing the space apart!
