The light of the sword seemed to have evolved to the extreme of swordsmanship, so beautiful that it was suffocating.
Tai-Shu Xie ting was already drenched in cold sweat. Fortunately, the sword light was not as powerful as he had imagined, especially after breaking the light blade and light tower. There was not much power left.
"Evil Wind Atlas!"
He threw out a yellow talisman and it spread out in the air. It connected the heaven and earth, turned into a River, and separated the world.
"Pfft!"
The flood River was instantly split apart by the sword radiance, and all the phenomena disappeared. The sword's momentum did not decrease as it directly descended!
Tai-Shu Xie ting's pupils contracted. He no longer had the fear he had before. He let out a loud roar, and his body glowed brightly. A yellow armor flew out and grew in size in the air.
"Bang!"
