Injustice has its source, debts have their debtor.
Master Zhikong released Wen Wenjing to challenge Taoist Master Xuanqing one on one.
Thus, she drifted directly into the Taoist arena and stood before Taoist Master Xuanqing, staring at him with those eyes that held nothing but the whites.
"How dare you, evil spirit, to look me in the eyes? Watch as I pierce you with my sword, scattering your soul to the winds!"
Taoist Master Xuanqing, with sword in hand, thrust fiercely at Wen Wenjing's chest.
But, when the tip was still two or three centimeters from her chest, Wen Wenjing actually grabbed hold of the Ghost-slaying Sword.
Taoist Master Xuanqing used all his might, but he could not push the Ghost-slaying Sword even half a millimeter further.
"You impudent fiend, if you do not let go, I will use Peach Wood True Fire to turn you into ashes!"
The Taoists of Five Tiger Mountain all use Peach Wood Swords as their magical artifacts.
