Chapter 1997: Fortune and Virtue Imprint, Battle Ends
The black qi grew ever denser.
That powerful aura blotted out the sky and sun. At once, sand and stones flew while storms swept through.
Even Ancestor Xumi's expression changed slightly.
"What is this thing?"
"Nothing more than a remnant that should have died long ago," Xu Zimo replied calmly.
"Boy, use whatever trump cards you have.
So you won't die with your eyes unclosed," a majestic voice rang out from within the black qi.
A colossal creature emerged.
The creature was brimming with Malevolent Qi, as though it could bring endless negative emotions to others.
Malevolent Qi surged forth like an ocean, endlessly rolling in.
"You're quite arrogant. I'm afraid even the True Saint of Fortune and Virtue wouldn't have dared speak to me like that," Xu Zimo replied.
With a wave of his hand,
an endless stream of fortune and virtue power surged from his body.
This was the power he had obtained from the Ancient Well of Fortune and Virtue.
This power might have been useless against others, but it was specifically effective against Malevolent Qi.
A massive True Sword of Fortune and Virtue appeared in Xu Zimo's hand.
The True Sword of Fortune and Virtue radiated a heaven-shaking glow. Sensing its lingering might, the Malevolent Qi gradually retreated.
"What a detestable aura," Malevolent Qi muttered.
Immediately afterward, it let out a roar.
It lunged directly at Xu Zimo.
Malevolent Qi was like water, capable of flowing in almost any exaggerated manner. It had no fixed shape.
Malevolent Qi engulfed him.
Xu Zimo raised the True Sword of Fortune and Virtue and slashed down.
"Rumble, rumble."
In just a few seconds, the two had collided dozens of times.
Malevolent Qi wanted to wear down the True Sword of Fortune