Boom!
A surge of black flame rose from the surface of Song Jian's body. With the appearance of the flame, it seemed like someone was softly chanting an unknown language around him, compelling people to completely relax, not wanting to think or do anything, then continuously sink deeper...
The black flame converged into a black armor appearing on the surface of Song Jian's body. This armor had no weight, but its properties were far stronger than typical equipment.
At this moment, the Master of Evil Spirits stood three meters away from Song Jian, its hands swinging incessantly. Each swing drew forth a grey current that, like a sharp blade, flew towards Song Jian.
Song Jian attempted to strike a current with his longsword. The moment the sword collided with the current, his entire body trembled.
The impact of the current was just like a full-force strike from him. For Song Jian, he wouldn't be able to withstand it after a few times.
