Clank, clank.
The treasures of Old Monster Jingkui and Yan Ji's Demonic Bat Saber traded blow after blow, though as Yan Ji's saber momentum grew increasingly fierce, Old Monster Jingkui was unexpectedly forced onto the defensive.
Such a formidable Demonic Bat Saber, the old monster thought, his breath catching. The opponent's strength was even greater than anticipated, and it appeared as though she had simply been suppressed for too long, only managing to release it once more amidst this great battle.
Pity that his Kui Whisker Empty Prison had been used earlier to guide the tribesmen into battle against the dragon armies; wanting to pull it back now was out of the question.
If he still had the Kui Whisker Empty Prison in hand, Old Monster Jingkui was confident he would never have fallen into a disadvantageous position so quickly.
Yan Ji's saber momentum was extremely simple, appearing to lack any overly profound attacking methods.
Yet within that saber intent domain where heaven and earth formed a pool, Yan Ji no longer needed to display any formidable saber techniques and divine abilities; every single strike between her raised hands and lifted feet was sufficient to induce a resonance with the laws of heaven and earth.
Not only was the sharpness of the blade enough to evoke a sense of irresistible force, but the heavy pressure accompanying heaven and earth, arriving even before the blade's edge, was already a devastating blow to the soul.
Integrating the laws of heaven and earth into every movement and distilling them into the simplest saber momentum was in itself an extremely high level of comprehension and application of the profound meanings of the laws.
Following the awakening of the totem spirit, a small portion of Lu Xiaotian's divine sense witnessing this battle from the sidelines