Even though most of his energy was still channeled to maintain the Saintly Celestial Primordial Sword Formation, the Cangming Swordmaster’s physical body was here and the radiant and all-breaching Saintly Celestial Sword Qi was enough to heap immense pressure upon Luo Qingwu and Zhuge Zhan.
It wasn’t the same as the roaming Saintly Celestial Sword Qi inside the sword formation. They were faced with a supreme elder from Mount Shu was only one step away from finishing his tribulations into the Vipralopa Stage, and a great sword cultivator that had been around since the Middle Ages.
The Cangming Swordmaster stared at Luo Qingwu and Zhuge Gan as his right hand twirled and he slashed out with sword after sword.
