Borrowing Light
The movements of the others were a fraction faster than Yu Ci's. Hua Xifeng swept his hand, and sword light soared into the air. The clear-water-like light waves possessed not an ounce of mortal smoke and fire, yet the vital energy of the entire region was affected, swaying gently with the light waves and seeping further into the already distorted void.
Within this water-wave-like zone, the momentum of the demonic fire's burning seemed suppressed.
Li Hong and the others all shared a considerable tacit understanding with him. Seeing that Hua Xifeng had voluntarily taken on the task of defense, they shifted to the flanks. Li Hong released a qi-radiance resembling a living snake, darting through the void with astonishing sentience. Every whipping strike, however, rivaled a divine weapon or sharp blade, attempting to cleave open the gap between the bead and the Pan Huang Three Swords.
He genuinely whipped up a string of blood-droplets, yet those blood-droplets were unexpectedly burning as well, making one couldn't help but suspect whether fire was actually burning within the bodies of Bu Cuo and the two others.
Li Hong's attacks were mostly probing, while Wang Jiu of the Empirical Branch was even more decisive. With a vibration of his blade and a resounding chime, the temperature of the surrounding atmosphere plummeted sharply. A layer of sword qi rolled out, whipping up snowdrifts nearly seven or eight zhang high from the flat ground. With the momentum of almost submerging a bronze hall, it slammed down fiercely.
Amidst a continuous string of hissing sounds, water mist churned, and dark flames flickered in and out of view, seeming as though they might be extinguished at any moment. Yet Wang Jiu furrowed his brows, detecting the anomaly within the sword qi.
Everyone made defensive moves.
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