Xuan Mo sat cross-legged, circulating the inherited cultivation technique he had obtained from the Primordial Wilderness era. Strands of spiritual energy gathered around his wounds like trickling streams, rapidly repairing the flesh torn apart by sword qi. Beside him, the sounds of Wang Wu and Zhou Mu battling rang without end, occasionally mixed with Wang Wu's furious curses: "I'm going to skin you alive today, pull out your tendons, and boil your bones into soup!"
Hearing her vigorous cursing, Xuan Mo keenly sensed that something was wrong. Wang Wu's attacks had clearly slowed, and even her curses sounded much weaker than before. She had obviously expended too much spiritual power and was beginning to run out of steam.
That old hag really cares about her pride more than her life. Xuan Mo muttered inwardly and slowly rose to his feet. He stretched his limbs, feeling the abundant spiritual power within him, and a confident smile curled at the corners of his mouth. "Very well. Let me, a great powerhouse of the Primordial Wilderness, loosen up a little."
He stopped hiding his strength and fully activated the power inherited from the Primordial Wilderness within him. A tremendous aura erupted from his body, sweeping through the entire cave in an instant. The black longsword in his hand began to hum, as if a slumbering ferocious beast were about to awaken.
"Heavenly Evolution Sword Art, First Form, Galaxy Reversal!"
Xuan Mo shouted sharply and swung the longsword in his hand. A dazzling sword light poured down like the Milky Way from the Ninth Heaven, carrying irresistible force as it fiercely cleaved toward Zhou Mu.
Zhou Mu had been locked in combat with Wang Wu. Caught off guard, he was startled by the sudden sword light. He hurriedly raised his sword to block, only