Seeing the light of hope ignite in Su Qiong and the other disciples' eyes only made him all the more irritated.
Li Mo had yet to return, and power continued to tear through the heavens in the direction where he had vanished. Even a fool could tell that reinforcements had truly arrived there.
"We must break Qionghua Peak as quickly as possible!"
The thought flashed through Jiang Zhuoxiang's mind as the saber in his hand suddenly changed into a longsword.
"Ring!"
The cry of the sword resounded. Wind and thunder erupted around Qionghua Peak, then fused into one as an aura the color of dead ashes began to emerge.
Su Qiong's beautiful eyes flew wide open as she stared at Jiang Zhuoxiang within the black mist in horror.
"Calamity Extinction Sword, intermediate Sword Heart... Jiang Zhuoxiang, you had been hiding your true strength all along!"
Su Qiong was truly shaken.
She and Lei Cong had known Jiang Zhuoxiang for who knew how many years, and the grudges and entanglements between the three of them had endured for a long time.
Yet she had never imagined that Jiang Zhuoxiang, who had always used a saber, would suddenly bring out the sword arts of the Heaven Desolate Sacred Land.
And it was the Calamity Extinction Sword, one that struck fear into all who heard of it, already cultivated to the realm of wind and thunder returning as one.
"Hehe... Su Qiong, do you regret it?"
"I am unmatched in both saber and sword. I have never displayed my swordsmanship before others. What right does Lei Cong have to be mentioned in the same breath as me?"
Jiang Zhuoxiang laughed arrogantly. Rather than directly answering Su Qiong's question, his damned competitive spirit reared its head, driving him to compare himself with Lei Cong.