The sword aura tore through the dark Age's restrictions. When it poured down from the top of his head, the strong Qi that was formed forced Rafel, who was flying in the air, to fall down. She fell into the Holy light shield with a 'boom'.
Number four, who was standing tall, had a deeper sense of this sharp sword power than the Holy disciples. The moment the restriction was broken, he had already sensed that something was wrong and instinctively raised his head.
A golden light suddenly appeared above his head, and the black 'eggshell' cracked under the Golden light, breaking into pieces. Finally, under the strangulation of the sword Qi, it turned into a black mist and dispersed with a 'boom'.
The wind whistled as it surrounded number four.
Countless sparks were released from his body, turning into intertwining fire belts along with the wind, surrounding number four.
