Like a cold plum blossom blooming amid a frigid wind.
Delicate, fierce, breathtaking.
But Ye Wudao had no intention of giving his opponent a chance to catch her breath. With his Dharma Aspect manifested, he let out a long howl, and his blood and qi, together with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, surged madly into the spirit sword in his hand!
The light on the blade grew brighter and brighter, as though it would draw in every ray of light between heaven and earth.
"Clang!"
A sword cry rang through the clouds!
The spirit sword in his hand blazed with light, and a massive figure emerged behind him... It was the phantom of a giant with closed eyes, thirty meters tall, standing between heaven and earth, its body wreathed in lightning and blazing flames.
In an instant, the giant opened its eyes!
The moment its eyes opened, they became two beams of divine light, like twin blazing suns falling from the heavens, striking out alongside the sword light in Ye Wudao's hand!
One sword light, two beams of divine radiance, descending in a single slash!
Like lightning roaring down from the horizon, like heavenly tribulation descending upon the mortal world!
Heart-stopping!
Faced with such a domineering sword strike, accompanied by two beams of divine light, everyone was shaken to the core. Even Yan Wuhen felt his heart turn cold and instinctively tightened his grip on the sword at his waist.
Ye Honglian's heart leaped into her throat.
She knew that the ancestor was preparing to decide victory and defeat in a single battle!
This sword contained Ye Wudao's lifelong cultivation, fused with the supreme power of his Dharma Aspect. It was an all-out strike.
If this sword failed to slay the Succubus, then everything that followed would spiral