"What formidable defenses!"
Fang Chen frowned slightly. He knew that even if he used his full strength, he would struggle to cut through the banner cloth. When the Floating Immortal Sword struck it just now, he had felt something strange, as though the cloth were alive.
What if I channel Twilight Power into the Floating Immortal Sword and strike it again?
But he had not a trace of Twilight Power left in his body. He immediately unleashed his Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth and began practicing swordsmanship within it.
An hour later, the Twilight Power in Fang Chen's body was finally replenished.
Fang Chen stopped, channeled Twilight Power into the Floating Immortal Sword, and slashed at the banner cloth.
Hiss!
This time, a huge gash appeared the moment the Floating Immortal Sword struck. To Fang Chen, it felt as though his sword had sliced through a strand of hair. Gray Flames danced along the edges of the gash, and as they flickered, countless Dao Patterns drifted out of them. The patterns gathered around the Floating Immortal Sword and were devoured by it.
"Buzzz..."
A starry-sky pattern appeared on the blade, and a powerful force surged into Fang Chen's body.
Though Fang Chen had withdrawn his sword, the cut in the banner cloth kept widening. Gray Flames continued to burn along its edges.
The sight stunned him. He had never expected the Floating Immortal Sword to become so effective when empowered by Twilight Power.
"Hahaha! That felt good!"
Fang Chen had no time to dwell on it. He swung his sword at the banner cloth again.
In less than the time it took an incense stick to burn, Fang Chen tore through the Heavenly Demon Banner's cloth and burst out.
As soon as he emerged, the Spatial Pressure around him