Slay
The space beside Lin Taichu violently shook. He stepped back, flicking the longsword with a finger at the same time. The sword vanished from its original position and reappeared before the Nine-Tailed Silver-Patterned White Lion, slashing out a dazzling sword light.
A streak of sword light bloomed from the tip, peerlessly sharp, as if it could split heaven and earth apart. Even the void twisted and collapsed beneath it. The Nine-Tailed Silver-Patterned White Lion's expression hardened. Having already experienced the power of that sword light, it did not dare meet it head-on and shifted slightly to the side.
That slight evasion allowed the sword light to graze past its shoulder.
The Nine-Tailed Silver-Patterned White Lion's eyes flashed as its sharp claw seized directly at the longsword, trying to grasp it. Yet the instant it touched the blade, an incomparably fierce sword intent pierced into its body. Its expression trembled, and a trace of horror flashed through its eyes.
A tiny sword-mark imprint appeared on its claw. Yet that minute mark contained boundless power. Along that sword mark, sword intent swiftly spread through the cracks. In an instant, strands of sword intent eroded into its body from its claw.
A shrill howl rang out. The Nine-Tailed Silver-Patterned White Lion frantically thrashed its body, trying to expel the sword intent. However, it seemed to have fused into its marrow and was impossible to remove. Instead, it grew denser and denser, eventually gathering into a vortex that completely enveloped its body.
In an instant, the fur on the Nine-Tailed Silver-Patterned White Lion exploded, leaving it drenched in blood. Clusters of ink-black poison seeped into its blood, corroding its life force.
Qin Lingyun's beautiful eyes widened. What... had just happened?
Roar! Roar!
Miserable cries came from the Nine-Tailed Silver-Patterned White Lion, filled with