Lin Taichu stared at the snow-white treasure sword radiating sky-piercing baleful energy, a powerful sense of danger rising within him.
The power contained within this Sword Demon avatar far exceeded his imagination.
But Lin Taichu was no longer the weakling who could be slaughtered at will. Empowered by the mysterious inheritance of the ancient castle, his strength had undergone a qualitative leap.
He took a deep breath, forcibly calming himself as he rapidly considered a response.
Seemingly driven by Sword Slave, the Sword Demon avatar trembled slightly in midair and emitted low hums, as if gathering strength to deliver Lin Taichu a fatal blow.
Seeing the grave expression on Lin Taichu's face, Sword Slave thought his trump card would finally turn the tide. He burst into manic laughter. "Lin Taichu, you are undoubtedly dead today! Lord Sword Demon will tear you to pieces!"
Lin Taichu ignored Sword Slave's clamor. He shut his eyes tightly and summoned the powerful new force within his body with all his might.
As he circulated it, spiritual energy surged within him like raging tides, rushing through his meridians toward every limb and bone. The airflow around his body grew increasingly violent, while the Air Blades that had surrounded him became more solid, gleaming with an icy light.
Just as the Sword Demon avatar was about to attack, Lin Taichu abruptly opened his eyes, a resolute gleam flashing through them.
His hands formed seals at lightning speed as his lips moved in an incantation.
Following his movements, the Air Blades seemed drawn by some mysterious force and converged upon the Sword Demon avatar. In the blink of an eye, they formed a massive Air Blade storm around it.
The Sword Demon avatar appeared to sense the threat. Its blade trembled violently as it tried to break