Shang Chen felt as if his sword had stabbed into something extremely soft, but a series of extremely sharp golden rings of light surged forth and continued to cut up the sword.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The entire sword trembled intensely, and the vibrations were abnormally intense. The patterns on the sword were constantly being erased by the ripples of the light circle.
"The Qi of metal spirit!" Shang Chen exclaimed in shock. He had to expend a great deal of energy to block the light ring that spread over from the sword, and he had used up a great deal of essence force.
He made a hand seal and the Emperor Qi around him turned into a layer of faint black. The Golden rings of light followed the Qitian sword and were sucked in by the black light as soon as they touched his body. It was like a bottomless pit that kept devouring the terrifying gold spiritual Qi.
