I raised the three-foot Golden Sword of the Sect Master high overhead. After chanting the spell, the sword let out a proud cry that rang through heaven and earth, like a dragon's roar!
Xia Haoyu, Xia Haofei, and Xia Yulian beside me all began chanting spells rapidly, but with a horsetail whisk in one hand and a treasured sword in the other, I was clearly faster than them. Dozens of mighty sword techniques surged forth, slashing straight toward Xia Yulian!
Xia Yulian had only just borrowed half the spell's power. How could she possibly withstand it? She let out a terrible scream and was instantly sent flying backward from the center of the bridge toward its head, her entire body drenched in blood!
Xia Haoyu was horrified, but he finally managed to borrow the spell's power as well. "The black bird soars across the dark wilds, singing of an eternal grudge and longing to fly. The Nine Cauldrons' Confucian Way—Heaven-Soaring Divine Bird!"
Just as he was about to unleash the spell, a furious shout rang out from the villa. Jiang Han transformed into a streak of light and swiftly slammed into Xia Haoyu!
Xia Haoyu's face went pale. He immediately redirected his attack toward Jiang Han. After a thunderous explosion, Jiang Han staggered back several steps. But Xia Haoyu had been too close and suffered backlash from his own spell, which blasted several bloody wounds across his body.
Xia Haofei was Xia Haoyu's younger brother, and both were descendants of Xia Cangyun. Seeing his elder brother lightly injured, he flew into a rage and immediately produced a scroll. He placed two fingers against it and swept them rapidly across the surface. Page after page of densely written paper flew out of the book, shooting toward Jiang Han!
I hurriedly cast