Specks of spiritual light flickered through the air as vast amounts of spiritual energy gathered, forming a colossal sword that cleaved straight at the ghostly palm. The giant sword and the ghostly palm clashed fiercely, whipping up waves of spiritual energy storms. Xu Yang watched, dazzled and enthralled. After fighting for a moment, the ghostly palm suddenly unleashed a bolt of gray divine lightning. It struck the colossal sword and shattered it into pieces.
The colossal sword was destroyed, and the white light screen immediately dimmed, clearly gravely weakened. Seizing the chance, the ghostly palm attacked the light screen, battering it until it trembled again and again. Unwilling to be outdone, the light screen suddenly produced a golden flame that wrapped around the ghostly palm. The ghostly palm instantly let out a miserable scream, releasing billowing ghostly qi to withstand the golden flames' incineration.