Drawing the Blade!

"Empty!"

The moment he held hands with Dao Ling, the invisible wind exploded like a shock wave, shattering the dark corridor into pieces. Even the wall at the other end of the corridor became tattered, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

The moment the sword spirit appeared in the strong wind, it disappeared as if it was sucked into Cang Nan's body. Only Cang Nan himself was left in the empty and dilapidated corridor, frowning at the dilapidated environment around him.

"I don't know if this place really belongs to my spiritual world. Otherwise, such a powerful explosion would destroy me into insanity?"

He looked down at himself...