The Night Emperor was attacking as well. He had an ancient artifact—a soft sword—in his hand. As he vibrated it, they heard an ear-piercing sound. A sword shadow appeared, making little cuts in the air all around them. It looked formidable.
Tsk! Tsk!
The Night Emperor thrust his sword forward with all his might, causing a ball of light to shoot out and fly forward. The sound of that ball of light cutting through the air was extremely sharp and ear-piercing. Jiang Yi subtly nodded his head. With this ancient artifact, the Night Emperor's powers would be akin to a seven-star martial artist. If the sound was just a bit louder, it would be able to affect even one's soul spirit.
Clang-clang!
