As expected, after Yan Song's blood sacrifice, the power of his Magical Treasure surged.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..."
Grasping his sword with both hands, he suddenly swung it, and a blood-red Sword Qi swept out. Wherever the Sword Qi passed, space seemed to tear apart, emitting a piercing screech.
The Sword Qi, like ink, continuously cleaved the sky, leaving trails of blood-red marks.
The entire sky, like a plate, was filled with countless cracks, densely packed and terrifying.
All the Sword Qi, after cleaving out, did not disappear but instead began to link together like a web, forming a giant net trapping Long Feiyang below.
"Not good!"
Long Feiyang swept his sleeve, shattering a Sword Qi but felt a shock throughout his body as he was hit by a recoil force.
Long Feiyang sensed something wrong. As the Sword Qi approached, he suddenly descended, planning to land on the ground from mid-air before taking further action.
