Zhuge Zhan felt the flaring energies of the Saintly Celestial Primordial Sword Formation before him and the sharp radiance of sword minds as he turned towards Luo Qingwu. "I am at an impasse with the power of the sword formation, and nobody can do anything to the other. Even though you have yet to reach the immortal soul stage, your mantras and spells are far superior to other nascent soul stage cultivators and you might be able to achieve something. I will protect you against the pressure from the sword formation."
Luo Qingwu nodded her head solemnly and said, "Big senior brother is already on his way. However, the situation can change at a moment’s notice and we might be overestimating ourselves. Still, I will have to try – thank you, Mister Zhuge."
The moment the Saintly Celestial Sword was reborn, the outcome of the battle between the Tiangang Swordmaster and the Cang Ming Swordmaster would be difficult to predict.
