Lin Bai gripped the Purple Cloud Sword, his eyes sharp, containing a glow just like that of the stars. His entire being emanated an overwhelming sword presence, his sword might reaching for the heavens, with a sword aura that overshadowed the world. At that moment, Lin Bai seemed like a Sword Art Supreme, making him unbearable to look at directly!
"This sword... Sky Collapse!"
Lin Bai's figure was like lightning, wrapped in an unstoppable force, stirring the heavens and earth, transforming into a bolt of lightning that struck at Tong Ji. That sword might rose to pierce the heavens, suppressing onto Tong Ji's body!
"It's the Supreme Sword!"
Fear deeply etched in Tong Ji's pupils.
"Lin Bai, the Supreme Sword has not been seen on the Miracle Ridge for over five hundred years. All we knew about it was what we read in the ancient texts."
