"Draw your sword," the person seated in the high position said calmly.
Hiss!!
The man in black had nine swords fly out from behind him all at once, turning into nine sword shadows that instantly stabbed towards the high seat.
"Moonlight! Final Form!!" the man in black shouted lowly, pointing with one hand. The nine sword shadows suddenly merged into one, layer upon layer. The sounds of countless swords ringing echoed without end.
Lin Fei could clearly feel an unimaginably immense power roaring towards him. Within this power was an overwhelmingly strong will, as if nothing in the world could stop this strike. Such a force, even when compared to the Sulan Bei'er he had met before, seemed like a firefly to the bright sun, not on the same level at all.
"From now on," the man in the high seat suddenly spoke. His hand slowly reached out, the skin on it shining with the luster of jade.
"You shall be the Fourth Sword of the Siyue Sword Sect."
Clang!!!
Lin Fei suddenly woke up.
