Ling Xiangle wielded a Seven Star Sword and slashed down toward An Lin.
The sword was imbued with the power of seven stars and shone with a brilliant light. It streaked through the air like a purple flash and slashed down with the power to destroy everything in its wake.
In the face of this mighty sword projection, An Lin raised his sword in front of him with a calm expression.
Boom!
The sword projection exploded in a purple streak of a hundred feet in length, slicing off half the tower as it went.
An Lin was knocked back several steps as his blood churned within his body, and he silently estimated the power behind that strike.
Ling Xiangle's slash was comparable to the full-power strike of a Soul Formation Intermediate Stage cultivator.
It looked like he had slightly underestimated the power of Battle Sages.
Whoosh!
