But now, regret was useless for Ye Wudao; he could only grit his teeth and face what was coming. He firmly gripped the Thunderwood Sword in his hand, swiped his finger over the blade of the Thunderwood Sword, and it turned a fiery red color as if it had been coated in a layer of flames.
"Heaven and earth, naturally, disperse the filth; the profound mystery within the cave, the bright foundation of Tai Yuan; the mighty spirits of all directions, grant me nature; the command of the Spiritual Treasure, widely announce to the Nine Heavens; Qian Luo that answers, the grand mystery of the formation; slay the demons, bind the evil, save the multitude... Banish the wicked filth, preserve the eternal Taoist energy, swiftly, like a law!"
