The magic array shook violently, and five demon souls of the Three Immortalities Realm surged out of it, roaring at Lu Yuan.
But Lu Yuan merely widened his eyes slightly, and the five demon souls froze in terror, not daring to move.
The gulf between their realms was far too vast. The ancient true dragon might emanating from Lu Yuan made other demons instinctively tremble.
Lu Yuan snorted, then raised his hand again, preparing to bring down his third palm strike.
Just then, a clear, piercing cry, almost like a low hum, suddenly came hurtling from deep within the city.
It pierced the magic array-a sword cleaving through the air!
Almost instantaneously, it slashed toward Lu Yuan's palm.
Lu Yuan's eyes lifted slightly. Facing the crimson-gold sword light, he covered his palm with dark scales. Rather than dodge, he reached straight for the blade.
Sizzle!
The sword qi, bearing the force of ten thousand crushing weights, merely stirred Lu Yuan's hair. The blade scraped against his palm, throwing off crackling sparks of lightning.
Those dark scales were like a divine weapon. After a bout of grinding friction, they remained completely unscathed, and he caught the Dragon Sky Sword in his grasp instead!
"A mere divine weapon..."
Lu Yuan sneered and was about to snap it, destroying the divine sword, when a dragon's roar suddenly erupted from the blade. The True Dragon Sword Soul burst forth, followed by the demon souls of the Black Bird Demon King and the Ten Thousand Caves Ghost Mother.
Their demon souls were now all under the True Dragon Sword Soul's command. They had lost their original memories and awareness, leaving only an obsession with protecting the sword.
Roar!
The dragon soul growled, utterly unafraid of Lu Yuan's draconic might, and spat out a long river