"Sis, it's the 'Heavenly Cloud Soul Sword.'"
Bai Huai's voice was hoarse.
"Yes. A grade-eight divine artifact of order, bearing the grade-eight divine pattern 'Heavenly Cloud Soul Severance.' Every elemental divine hazard used to forge it was grade eight," Bai Feng said grimly.
Ye Chen had brought out the grade-eight divine artifact of order, the "Great Unfettered Godless Halberd," earlier, but that weapon still couldn't compare to the Heavenly Cloud Soul Sword.
"Attack!"
They had to give it everything they had, or Bai Yuying would cut them down like melons!
Whoom!
"We're going all out!" Qiao Xingzhou shouted.
It was four against one, after all. They still had a chance.
With Bai Feng leading them, all four unleashed their strongest moves.
Boom, boom, boom!
Two members of the Ghost God Clan, a beastmaster, and a totem cultivator: two intercepted Bai Yuying head-on while the other two fired arrows from behind. Their coordination wasn't bad.
Whoom!
"So fast!"
The instant white light flashed around Bai Yuying, Bai Feng, in her true chalk dragon form, cried out in alarm.
Speed was a reflection of physical strength, astral source power, and innate racial gifts!
Whoosh!
Compared to the flawless Faceless Ghost God Clan, kings among Ghost Gods, the chalk dragons seemed much more cumbersome.
Almost instantly, Ying slipped through the gap between the siblings. The Heavenly Cloud Soul Sword shifted in her hand, and overlapping sword shadows spread like two banks of white mist, enveloping Bai Feng.
"After her!"
Bai Feng whipped around, but she was already too late to catch up.
"Sis, surrender. The gap's too big," Bai Huai said helplessly.
"Shut up!"
Bai Feng was the first to give chase, her agile form sweeping through the deep ravine like a fierce dragon.
But Ying only grew faster. Her targets were clearly