Qing Yuzi's face turned livid as he glared at the old man, "The once-distinguished Falling Star Sword Shen Bai has really stooped so low?"
The old man's facial muscles twitched, and without a word, he slowly revealed his weapon, "This is a treasure bestowed by the Green Dragon Star Lord, Qing Yuzi. If you had any sense, you would leave quietly. You are no match for me."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, his treasured sword was unsheathed, and instantly, the Sword Qi belonging to Qing Yuzi was scattered into nothingness. The sword, though plain and unadorned, exuded an imposing presence. Bathed in the moonlight, it shone with a clear light. The cloud dragons etched on its blade seemed to swim in and out of visibility, signaling its extraordinariness just from its appearance.
