The raging winds vanished, leaving only Song Shixian's screams echoing through the mountains.
Xu Yang shot upward like a great bird taking flight and seized the Spirit Weapon tumbling through the air. It felt heavy in his hand.
The next instant, drawn by its aura, his golden astral qi actually flowed into the Spirit Weapon of its own accord.
The Spirit Weapon trembled and sang, radiating dazzling light as its keen aura swept in every direction.
Xu Yang felt his saber intent surge. The saber in his hand became an extension of his body, the two merging into one.
"Man and Saber as One!"
Brilliance blazed in his eyes. Razor-sharp saber intent burst from his body, and a golden saber silhouette soared into the sky. He felt an urge to unleash a slash.
Boom!
He did not suppress that urge. Drawn by his saber intent and the Spirit Weapon, his astral qi roared out like a breached dam, sending a blade ray more than a hundred feet long crashing into the earth.
Rumble...
The earth shook. Dust surged skyward like a dragon, revealing a saber scar hundreds of feet long and ten to twenty feet deep, as though the ground had been split open. Fierce saber intent swept through the mountains, silently severing grass and trees as if an invisible blade had sliced through them.
"What a fine saber!" Xu Yang could not help roaring.
His opponent had never developed saber intent and could not unleash the Spirit Weapon's true power. He had barely scratched the surface of its might.
This saber was destined for me!
Only someone like him, who had already developed saber intent, could unleash this spirit saber's power. Anyone else would only insult it.
"Saber intent! He's developed saber intent too!" Song Shixian watched in horror