The instant the thirteen drops of Undying True Blood coalesced, it was like throwing ice water into a pot of boiling oil. The atmosphere in the cavern exploded.
"Attack!"
It was impossible to tell who let out the short, thunderous roar, but the sound was still echoing off the walls.
More than twenty powerful auras, which had long been gathering force, erupted like long-suppressed volcanoes!
RUMBLE!
The first to bear the brunt were the two Sword Cultivators from the Cyan Sect.
Facing the swarm of figures descending upon them, one of the cultivators, his face grim, held two fingers together like a sword and swiped lightly at the empty air.
"With the Cyan Netherworld as my guide, Sword Qi shall form!"
SHING!
A nearly transparent cyan Sword Gang, condensed to the absolute limit, shot out from his fingertips.
At first, it was as thin as a hair, but it swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a massive blade of light hundreds of feet long that sundered the very void!
