Yet Xiao Mo simply swung his blade a few times, and the cloth robe Kasaya abruptly swelled before bursting into countless fragments that rained down like snowflakes.
Everyone frowned.
Every Immortal Soldier possessed its own unique ability.
But the Immortal Soldier in Xiao Mo's hands had never displayed one over the years.
Later, they speculated that this didn't mean Xiao Mo hadn't used the Immortal Soldier's special ability.
Rather, the ability of the Immortal Soldier in his hands was simply "sharpness."
This Demon Blade, Dyed Ink, had pushed "sharpness" to its absolute limit.
It was as if everything in the world was nothing more than a fleeting illusion before the long blade in Xiao Mo's hand.
With the assaults of the Abbots of Qingzhou Temple and Buiyi Temple easily neutralized, Xiao Mo charged forward once more.
In Xiao Mo's eyes, these ten Buddhist Sect Abbots, united, were indeed far more difficult to deal with than the Nine Great Demon Sect Leaders had been.
