"Boom..."
The tide of blade Qi shattered the thunderous sword Qi, violently pouring down.
Zhang Xuansu snapped back to reality, hurriedly dodging to the side.
The tide of blade Qi grazed the hem of Zhang Xuansu's robe, falling into the forest below and kicking up a sky full of dust.
After steadying himself, Zhang Xuansu fixed his gaze on the area below, only to see that within the dust, dozens of acres of forest had turned into an ice-covered snowscape...
"Excellent, excellent, excellent!"
He couldn't help but loudly applaud, saying, "What a move, to replace the will of the heavens with one's own, to borrow the momentum of the world for oneself, truly brilliant, truly brilliant indeed!"
Yang Ge landed some thirty feet away from him, looking down with a sigh of regret at the slowly revealing icy landscape on the ground and said, "After all, it's a fledgling technique, there's excess force but insufficient intent."
Zhang Xuansu opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
