Watching the golden flames rapidly swell before her eyes.
Shen Tang held her sword across her body, her face cold as she softly recited a line.
"Three cups, and promises poured forth; the Five Sacred Mountains weigh no more."
Several eyes on the battlefield were drawn to the clash.
Chu Yao and Qi Shan clenched their fists in secret, staring without blinking, not daring to let their attention waver for even an instant as they awaited the outcome.
Everywhere the golden flames passed, the earth beneath was scorched black. Even the surrounding air twisted in the heat, reflecting Captain Yang's face, warped by rage and Killing Intent, and his bloodshot, crimson eyes.
With a series of explosive booms, he charged forward and swung his saber at Shen Tang's chest. It looked like a fatal blow, like a towering tidal wave swallowing everything in its path, leaving everyone who witnessed it with a sense of helpless despair. Captain Yang even saw the future in which Shen Tang was cleaved in two and left dead on the spot.
But—
Clang!
An unstoppable Sword Qi met the golden Saber Qi head-on. The slender, gleaming blade held firm against a saber several times its size.
The Saber Qi, split down the middle, swept past Shen Tang and carved two trenches several dozen feet long and three feet deep into the ground behind her. Wisps of dust rose with the shock wave, leaving the onlookers gaping in disbelief.
The instant their attacks collided, Captain Yang's expression changed dramatically.
It was less like striking a sword than crashing into an immovable mountain. Like a kite whose string had snapped, he was hurled several dozen feet away by the rebounding force. The soldiers in his path were sent flying one after another, thudding to the ground and