The sky above the entire martial arena was blanketed by dark clouds, their layers condensed from vapor like veils of black gauze shrouding the heavens. Lightning darted through the clouds, creating the spectacle of wind and rain raging together.
Rumble!
Thunder rolled, and lightning flashed.
The torrential rain did not extinguish the flames on the Flame Sky Vine. Those flames were no ordinary mortal fire, but a martial artist's Heart Power Fire.
The Martial Heart Palace transformed Heart Power Fire into flames visible to the naked eye. Naturally, ordinary rainwater could not put them out.
Yet the power of the rain still suppressed the Flame Sky Vine to a certain extent.
Myriad Swords Turn to Rain!
Profound Qi streamed from Ning Xiaochuan's body, taking the shape of a sword. Moisture from the rain condensed into one hundred ancient swords that revolved around him, forming a Sword Net.
Swish, swish!
Countless swords whistled around him. Their shadows were like agile serpents, severing the sky vines and tearing open a breach.
A five-foot Profound Qi Sword condensed in Ning Xiaochuan's hand. His body transformed into a bolt of lightning as he thrust out a startling sword strike! Whoosh!
In an instant, Ning Xiaochuan appeared before Princess Lanfei. The Profound Qi Sword swept past her snow-white neck, leaving behind a crimson sword mark! Princess Lanfei was frightened out of her wits. Fortunately, she had rapidly shifted sideways at the last moment; otherwise, Ning Xiaochuan's strike would have sent her head flying.
For some reason, she felt fear toward Ning Xiaochuan. Especially Ning Xiaochuan with a sword in his hand—he filled her with terror and made her want to flee.
When Ning Xiaochuan's sword had thrust toward her, her neck had felt cold and numb, as though it no longer belonged to her, as