The demonic energies exerted pressure like the heavens weighing down on his shoulders and Chu Yang could feel his entire body turning numb.
The Black Freeze Grand Sage was not even deliberating channeling the power of the Nine Nether Draught. Just by letting the aura of his demonic energies run amok, Chu Yang could already feel as if his whole body and soul was freezing up.
"This feeling… A demon in the undying demonic soul stage?" Chu Yang’s heart sank as a shadow flickered in the deepest corners of his soul.
It seemed like a long sword when observed close-up, except half of it was material and the other was just a light shadow. It existed as both an illusion and in tangible form, its true physical form was not completely revealed, and it was just hovering in the middle of Chu Yang’s soul.
The shadow of the sword was forty-five percent tangible and fifty-five percent light projection.
