Following the rugged stone path that winds around the inner wall of the valley, they descended another mile.
Just at that moment, an extremely fierce sword light burst forth from below, slashing towards everyone like a divine rainbow, dazzlingly brilliant.
This sword light definitely possessed the power of a strike from a Quasi-Immortal King.
Having experienced the sword light, Cheng Pin and the other two were no longer as startled as before, yet even standing close to Yang Ji, their expressions were still solemn.
Because this was the oppression from a strike of a Quasi-Immortal King, their Primordial Spirits were already trembling.
But Yang Ji was unafraid, and with a shake of the Wings of Time-Space, the sword light was instantly restrained.
The group looked and discovered that it was a fragment of a silver blade, a piece of a Quasi-Immortal King Artifact.
Yang Ji's face lit up with joy as he also gathered it into the Wings of Time-Space, suppressing it.
