Luo Yunji raised his hand and swung it hard. The Yang Orb instantly smashed toward the young eagle, while he climbed higher again; the Yin Orb had long since risen even higher under his control.
The people on the ground watched the already gloomy sky gather a mass of dark clouds. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled within them, illuminating the clouds from time to time.
"Divine Sword Thunder Command True Art?" Looking at the dark clouds overhead, Ghost King turned to Tian Buyi behind him.
Tian Buyi looked up. It did look like it, but it also felt somewhat different.
Zhang Xiaofan's chest tightened, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. Then he turned to look at the sky, sensing the vast spiritual power gathering all over Luo Yunji at that moment, and said anxiously to Tian Buyi, "Master! Get ready to catch Little Junior Brother!"
"What?" Tian Buyi looked at his little disciple in the air in a daze and had not clearly heard Zhang Xiaofan's words.
"That isn't just the 'Divine Sword Thunder Command True Art'!" Zhang Xiaofan's words made Ghost King and the others all look over.
"Master! Have you forgotten the other stone slab we obtained in the Heartless Sea!" Zhang Xiaofan reminded him.
"You mean the 'Command...'" Tian Buyi's eyes widened, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at his little disciple in the air.
Back then, although he had known of this cultivation art, he had never once seen it in action.
Seeing that the two disciples' injuries had already stabilized, Tian Buyi handed them over to Old Ancestor Fengyue to look after. He gripped the Scarlet Flame immortal sword tightly and stepped forward to the very front, raising his head to watch the high sky, waiting to respond to his little