Behind Wang Yang, a vast expanse of sword rain ignited in the void, converging and piercing towards the Black-Robed Emissary!
Gah! Gah!
The Demon Crow let out an unbearably sharp screech as Demonic Qi burst from its body, its wings flapping as it shot forth in attack!
Sword rain and the Demon Crow clashed wildly, their Spiritual Power colliding within the void, resonating with thundering roars.
In an instant, between Wang Yang and the Black-Robed Emissary, dust and smoke rose in all directions, spreading far and wide.
"Pfft!"
It was unclear how long it lasted, but the Black-Robed Emissary let out a muffled groan, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"How is this possible? With such a wide range of Magic Techniques, the Spiritual Power within him doesn't show any signs of exhaustion!"
