Mo Lai raised his head, dazed for a moment.
An asked, "What if I obtain it?"
Ye Yu'er shook her head: "The King of Spirit Martial strikes, even Heaven Emperor Realm experts find it hard to snatch Essence Qi Spirit."
"Even the Holy Lord?" asked a fellow disciple beside her.
"Perhaps, I don't know the Holy Lord's strength." As she spoke, she suddenly paused.
Deep within the Heaven Domain, a chilling light began to gather. It was a sword.
Not yet fully formed, but the terrifying Sword Intent had already descended, covering the banks of the Ink-Washing River.
The Sword Intent was cold; once it emerged, the entire world seemed to enter winter, a penetrating chill captivating the soul.
This was the Holy Lord's sword, Chilling Light.
The powerful Sword Intent slashed at the King of Spirit Martial's large hand, and in that instant, the clash of the two mightiest notables, the thunderous impact was deafening.
The powerful aftermath rapidly rippled out, layer upon layer.
