"Your Sword-Controlling Technique is indeed formidable."
Alchemist Xuan Yun said, "But your spiritual power is far too weak.
How long can the spiritual power of the Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement sustain you at full force while wielding such a terrifying Sword-Controlling Technique?
A quarter of an hour, or half a quarter of an hour?"
As she spoke, Alchemist Xuan Yun reached out and slapped her storage pouch. A silver-white talisman appeared between her fingers.
The talisman was the size of a palm, silver-white throughout and covered in dense golden runes. The runes resembled swords, their edges fully exposed, emanating an incomparably fierce spiritual power fluctuation.
This was a mid-grade third-rank offensive talisman—the Sword Aura Talisman.
She poured spiritual power into the talisman, and the golden runes upon it suddenly lit up. Blinding spiritual radiance burst from its surface, like a tiny sun blooming in her hand.
The runes on the talisman's surface began to writhe, gather, and compress, eventually forming a golden Sword Qi roughly three feet long that hovered before her.
The Sword Qi was condensed as though solid, runes flowing across its blade as it radiated a heart-pounding pressure.
Alchemist Xuan Yun flicked her hand, and the golden Sword Qi shot from her grasp, pierced through the trapping formation's light curtain, and streaked toward Wang Mengde.
The Sword Qi was astonishingly fast, leaving a golden afterimage in the air. Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart with a piercing howl.
Wang Mengde's expression did not change. His divine sense surged wildly, and his mid-grade flying sword became a silver-white streak of light as it met the golden Sword Qi head-on.
His Sword-Controlling Technique, raised to Transcendent Mastery, was driven to its utmost limit at that moment. The flying sword hacked madly at the Sword Qi's side