Suddenly, a strange beam of light twisted the forest, and Chen Yu felt dizzy. The next second, the entire world's style changed.
In the depths of the forest, Chen Yu and two bizarre figures engaged in an intense battle. Holding the Dragon and Phoenix Twin Swords, Chen Yu emitted a holy and majestic aura that intimidated the strange figures. Although they continuously dodged, they could never escape Chen Yu's pursuit, and only by clinging to his back could they keep a spark of life.
Chen Yu transformed into a beam of descending light, suppressing all resistance of the strange figures. Sweat formed on the strange figures' foreheads, oppressed by dozens of auras, making it hard for them to breathe. Chen Yu, revered and dominant on the battlefield, saw his twin swords' silver edges sparkle under the sun like stars, dimming everything else.
