Chen Yuan let out a long howl, his figure fiercely shot up into the sky, stepping through the air, ascending toward the heavens.
He held a three-foot sword shadow in his hand, transforming it into a slash that spanned the sky, striking towards Isene.
"Slash!"
The Xuanming Sword had developed a Sword Spirit, and the power of the sword shadow had greatly increased.
Sword light and Sword Qi filled the sky, converging at the edge of the sword shadow as if they could even split the void itself.
"Kill!"
Isene's expression grew solemn, but he didn't retreat.
The previous clash between the black scepter and the Netherworld King's Sword had drained him somewhat.
Yet, he rallied himself and once again pulled a massive black light sword from the void, charging at Chen Yuan.
"Bang Bang Bang!"
The two exchanged blows rapidly in the void, the crimson sword light and the black light sword colliding at an inconceivable speed.
