A wooden door finally stopped Xue Chengbi in his tracks.
"Open!"
Xue Chengbi's anger surged, and behind him, his long hair stood on end as a continuous stream of blue light burst forth from his body, then converged into the two fingers of his right hand.
Though no sword was drawn, the endless sound of a thousand swords humming filled the air.
"Who would have thought that Fifth Senior Brother's Divine Path Object would turn out to be water?"
Yan Hongqian was extremely surprised.
Water forming a sword, that blue light condensed by Xue Chengbi's fingers turned out to be a unique longsword; a sword without a blade, but wherever the flowing water passed, that was the direction of the sword's pointing.
Impressive, to think that a Divine Path Object could be used like this!
