The sound of the demonic blade slicing through the air rang out, and a sinister blade aura rapidly closed in.
Golden light burst across the surface of the flying vessel, blocking the demonic blade's attack. However, under the infusion of the Great Asura's formidable magical power, the golden light was quickly torn apart, and the demonic blade viciously struck the vessel's outer wall.
"Clang, clang, crack!"
Golden sparks flew in all directions between the demonic blade and the flying vessel. The Great Asura's heart leaped with joy as he continuously increased his magical power output.
In an instant, he slashed out countless blades. For a time, the explosive ringing of "clang, clang, clang!" filled the air without end.
After quite some time, the fierce barrage of slashes finally stopped. The Great Asura looked toward the flying vessel again, only to find that its surface had suffered no more than a few shallow scratches.
Those few scratches were even about to repair themselves under the flow of pure Yang energy.
The Great Asura finally realized that this magical treasure was not something he could deal with in his current state.
He immediately circulated his magical power, intending to withdraw the demonic blade and seek reinforcements from the experts among the underground Demonfolk.
But it was clearly too late. A Nine-Leaf Grass drifted out, seemingly without the slightest offensive power, yet transforming into the most unyielding killing weapon. The Asura only had time to let out a scream before becoming a corpse.
The flying vessel flew toward a magnificent castle in the distance. That was the Great Asura's stronghold, and it should have stored magical crystal jade.
Hopefully it isn't time to turn in the resources yet. Otherwise, this trip will be a huge loss.
Before long, he landed inside that grand