"Foolish, this grey feather is none other than a feather that fell from the body of an ancient Divine Beast, with terrifying power. After being tempered by my Yu Family, it has become unrivaled in sharpness. There's probably nothing on Earth that can surpass its sharpness, yet you dared to catch it with your arm?" Yu Yuexi's voice came from the sky, like the vibrating notes from a string, pleasant to the ear. Although it was a rebuke, it felt like beautiful music playing.
"Hmph, it's just a feather after all," Xiao Qiang snorted coldly, as his palm finally grasped the feather in the void. Around the feather, countless sharp auras churned.
Those auras were not sword energies but the innate terrifying aura of the feather itself, bearing a domineering and brutal connotation!
