Boom!
The unmatched brilliance of the sword broke apart the surging demonic aura. The sharp sword qi vaporized these demonic energies, with countless blasts landing on the body of the Howling Moon Gray Wolf.
Pei Xuanjing did not stop to see the result of this attack, continuing to attack relentlessly, without any hesitation.
Pei Xuanjing wielded his sword, launching eight consecutive strikes. In a blink, sword qi crossed through the eight directions, lingering for a long time before dissipating.
These eight strands of sword qi surged up towards the heavens, occupying the positions of the Eight Extremes of the universe. They corresponded to the eight trigrams of Taoism, each complementing and restraining one another, continuously interacting in an endless cycle.
In an instant, an image of the Eight Trigrams, formed by sword qi, appeared in the sky. The eight strands of sword qi supported each other, restrained each other, promoted each other, unceasing and endless.
