The storm, like a blade, tore through the sky with a terrifying might, just like the sea under a furious windstorm, raising waves that devoured everything.
The Linglong Tower, located at the center of the storm, was emitting golden light. Though it seemed feeble compared to that storm covering the sky and the sun, like an oil lamp that could extinguish at any moment, it stood unyielding, akin to a lighthouse on the sea during a stormy night, offering hope.
The Sword Seal on Lin Chen's arm had every single line radiating strands of golden light, making the lines resemble glowing golden threads. The brightness continued to expand, forming an expanse of golden radiance.
The Sword Seal seemed to have become an entrance connecting to the void space, endless golden light bursting forth from this entrance, while at the same time, a chill-inducing sharpness emanated from within.
"Eh?"
