"Buzz!" A burst of purple light suddenly rose from Lin Taichu's dantian.
"Hmm?!" The Disciples were horrified and drew their weapons in unison.
The next second, the purple spiritual light transformed into an ancient, weathered sword that landed in his hand.
"That is... the Purple Lightning Sword!"
"How could the Purple Lightning Sword be in Lin Taichu's hands?"
Lin Taichu slowly raised the Purple Lightning Sword. A streak of lightning coiled along the blade, trailing faint purple Flowing Light.
His right arm swelled from bearing that immense demonic power, as though it might burst apart completely the next second.
"This is the master acknowledged by the Purple Lightning Sword! Only he is worthy of wielding the Purple Lightning Sword!" Greed filled the Disciples' eyes as they rushed forward to seize it.
However, the moment the Purple Lightning Sword left its sheath, it unleashed an invisible sword aura that forced the Disciples to halt.
They stared at Lin Taichu warily.
"Who exactly are you?" one disciple asked. "Why can you wield the Purple Lightning Sword?!"
The others all echoed him.
The Disciples were both shocked and afraid, retreating one after another.
Lin Taichu gripped the Purple Lightning Sword tightly and poured his abundant demonic power into it.
A bolt of purple lightning struck Black Tiger on the head, splitting its flesh and spraying blood everywhere.
Black Tiger howled in agony and struggled frantically, but it was no match for Lin Taichu.
While fighting it, Lin Taichu moved closer to the altar, leaving mottled trails of blood behind him.
"You think I'm truly afraid of you?" Black Tiger discovered Lin Taichu's intention and became even more frenzied.
Its demonic power surged higher and higher, its aura incomparably violent. The surrounding grass and trees were all destroyed.
Its strength had already surpassed what