Clad in a black robe that fluttered in the wind, the golden sword hung suspended in the air.
Sword Intent, containing the Tao Rules of Destruction, wrapped around Xie Xuanyi like thunder, crackling with a sound that promised imminent release, yet remained hidden.
Ao Ying stood petrified, rooted to the spot, her eyes wide in shock.
Everything Emperor Qi had just said... she had heard it all, and she'd heard it very clearly!
The peak of Yin God Realm, inching close to the Yang God Realm?
What did that imply?
Just half a step away lay the threshold to the Yang God Realm!
In the great expanse of Demon Country, there were only a handful of such venerated figures, each one a colossal power capable of reaching the realm of Yang God.
Her expression complicated, she looked at the flying sword that emitted countless dazzling golden rays...
Chen Ke.
This youth was no mere disciple of Xie Xuanyi!
He was Xie Xuanyi himself!
And so, everything made sense.
