Scarlet blood mist surged around Song Wen, as though an evil demon had descended upon the world, or as though crimson flames blazed fiercely.
The nearly depleted spiritual power within him rapidly recovered at an inconceivable speed.
His former weak and listless state was instantly swept away, replaced by a vast and unfathomable pressure.
"Crimson-Scaled King, I had not wished to fight you to the death, but since you do not know what is good for you, I can only eliminate all future trouble."
After Song Wen spoke, the Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
As his cultivation realm rose, the might of this Profound Heaven Spirit Treasure grew ever more immense.
The Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword transformed into a black blazing sun more than a hundred zhang across and crashed fiercely into the two golden beams.
Boom!!!
Heaven and earth fell silent as blinding light swept across the eight directions.
The Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword's momentum was utterly spent. It flew backward and stabbed diagonally deep into the ground.
Yet the two golden beams vanished as well.
The two had fought to a draw.
Crimson-Scaled King's expression hardened, as though she had not expected Song Wen to withstand her attack head-on.
"Extreme Yin, I truly underestimated you. In just forty years apart, you have actually advanced to the peak of the eighth rank. Your cultivation speed has truly soared by leaps and bounds. This short sword of yours is also quite extraordinary. But... I would like to see how you block my next attack."
As she spoke, the wings behind the Soaring Serpent phantom suddenly flapped, stirring up countless dark green wind blades that swept toward Song Wen, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.
Song Wen did not activate the Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword