The Chasing Dreams small sword stabbed Abbess Jinggang like lightning. This time, however, it was completely different from when Zhang Xiaohua had controlled the small sword against the mysterious old man in the bronze mask, and different even from his previous clash with Xi Mujun. The little sword's power was on an entirely different level!
Chasing Dreams struck Abbess Jinggang's body, and a burst of white radiance first flashed forth, stopping the little sword. Yet the radiance immediately dimmed, making Abbess Jinggang's expression change drastically. Even a trace of a smile appeared on Zhang Xiaohua's face.
Indeed, when he had fought the old man in the bronze mask before, Chasing Dreams had been agile but could still easily be seized by the old man. When he encountered Xi Mujun, Chasing Dreams had actually been unable to overcome the long sword in his hand. Only now, after Zhang Xiaohua had learned true sword-control arts, did he understand the tyranny of an immortal flying sword. That single strike just now had dimmed Abbess Jinggang's protective barrier by thirty percent. If he pressed on while the iron was hot, would three or four more strikes not accomplish the deed?
As Zhang Xiaohua rejoiced wildly, he urged the Dragon Binding Ring to descend while also driving four streaks of sword light to madly stab in from every direction without pause! On the other side, seeing the defensive radiance lose thirty percent in a single stab, Abbess Jinggang panicked and hurriedly poured more force into the Galana Plate in her hand. The radiance upon the Galana Plate became even brighter!
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua frowned slightly. Through his divine sense, he discovered that the already scarce Primordial Qi in the surroundings was surging toward the Galana Plate. He knew that once this magical artifact was