"Someone asked me to give this to you. Take it."
A streak of golden light shot out of Huo Yuhao's sea of divine sense and silently merged into the holy sword in Ye Guyi's hand.
The Hell Underworld Dragon's strike had power that could shake heaven and earth, far beyond anything Ye Guyi could withstand. By then, she had already fallen into despair and closed her eyes to await death.
The instant that terrifying dragon flame appeared, its overwhelming pressure battered the sacred light around her, making it surge as though buffeted by fierce winds and towering waves.
Yet all of a sudden, a powerful force surged from the holy sword in her hand. Though Ye Guyi was somewhat impulsive, like a newborn calf unafraid of a tiger, she possessed genuine skill as well.
Sensing that her strength seemed to have increased dramatically, she lit up her fifth soul ring once more.
The holy sword, blazing as brilliantly as the sun, descended upon the mortal world again and slashed fearlessly at the enormous torrent of dragon flame.
The Angel Holy Sword, empowered by Qian Renxue, was indeed extraordinarily sharp. It actually cleaved the Hell Underworld Dragon's dragon flame straight down the middle, sending it sweeping past either side of her body.
But Ye Guyi gained no advantage from this exchange. She staggered several steps backward, and her lovely face turned somewhat pale.
"What an Angel Martial Soul! To think she could take that strike head-on. She'll surely become a grave threat someday!" In the resting area below the platform, Ye Xishui could not help snorting coldly.
Then her voice filled with approval once more. "That bone dragon just now was certainly no ordinary one. Nangong Wan, discovering this talent for our cult counts as a great contribution. However, I'm afraid