Yan Chihuo transformed, becoming a Double-Eyed Bird. Spreading both wings, he pounced toward the snow-white Evil Ghost. The three Evil Ghosts had long been on guard against Yan Chihuo taking the form of a Double-Eyed Bird, and at this sight, they all unleashed their divine abilities.
Yet the moment the three Evil Ghosts sensed Yan Chihuo's aura, they felt a pressure descend upon them. As they formed hand seals, they found their divine abilities taking several times longer to cast than usual. They were instantly horrified, finally understanding why the Double-Eyed Bird was the bane of all ghosts and specters.
Xuan Ming watched from afar. Seeing the three Evil Ghosts neither dodge nor evade, nor defend themselves, as though they were waiting to die, he too was startled. He had kept the Yellow Flame Crystal clenched in his hand. Hastily pouring a stream of mana into it, he caused a layer of golden light to rise, from which a Flying Sword flew forth.
The Flying Sword was jade green throughout. Not only was its Sword Qi piercing, faint ripples of light also flowed across it, and it unexpectedly contained auspicious, righteous energy. For such a Flying Sword to appear in the hands of a Nether Beast was truly difficult to believe.
Xuan Ming clearly intended to use the golden light to control this Flying Sword against Yan Chihuo. The Flying Sword turned into a strand of Sword Radiance, condensed together like a thread of silk as it swept through the air, faintly leaving behind a twisted trace in the void.
Refining Sword into Silk—this was a spiritual swordsmanship divine ability, Refining Sword into Silk! That streak of sword light was rounded and seasoned, without the slightest flaw. It was clear that Xuan Ming had put tremendous effort into swordsmanship.
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