Cultivation: From Menial Servant to Immortal Venerable

Zi Yi nodded slightly, a trace of pride on his face. "Among the Demon Race's younger generation, I am naturally among the finest."

Zhou Xun smiled, light flickering in his eyes. "I was just hoping to witness your brilliant moves, Daoist."

Zi Yi's gaze sharpened, and his aura slowly rose. "I too look forward to this battle. I shall certainly go all out."

Zhou Xun said no more. Spirit energy surged around him, releasing a powerful pressure.

Seeing this, Zi Yi's expression turned grave, yet he refused to be outdone. Purple light swirled around him, as though a deity had descended.

"I have a sword named Mystic Thunder. I ask Daoist Zi Yi to judge it!"

With a flip of his hand, Zhou Xun produced the Mystic Thunder Sword, then gave it a light toss.

The thunder sword transformed into a blade roughly three feet long and hovered before him. Blue-violet lightning arcs flashed around it, crackling loudly!

"Sword Shadow Unity!"

He then formed Mystic Gestures with both hands and gave a low shout.

Magic power surged at his fingertips as a streak of spiritual light shot toward the Mystic Thunder Sword!

Sword lights appeared out of thin air, circling Zhou Xun as they wheeled and danced through the air. Counting carefully, there were no fewer than three hundred and sixty of them!

Then his Mystic Gestures changed.

The sword lights merged into the Mystic Thunder Sword one after another, like a hundred birds returning to the forest!

With every sword light that merged into it, the thunder sword brightened another degree.

At the same time, the pressure upon the Purple Jiao Demon Emperor increased another degree.

Once every sword light had fused into it, the entire thunder sword shone with extreme brilliance, almost like white light, dazzling to the