Chapter 518: The Battle Against the Five Envoys of Qingyun_1
"The Spiritual Artifact is in your hands!"
Lei Ting’s gaze swept over Ye Luo and fixed on his Lingyun Sword, his pupils shimmering with a shade of disbelief, while the eyes of the five envoys of Qingyun Sect were all trained on the Lingyun Sword in Ye Luo’s hands.
Ye Luo let out a cold laugh and said nothing, his body bursting forth once again, as the Nine Yang True Qi surged out, channeling into the Lingyun Sword, immediately casting sword light in all directions, spreading a terrifying aura from the blade.
The atmosphere in the air immediately became incredibly oppressive, Lei Ting’s expression turning extremely grave and somewhat unsightly; he had not anticipated that this youngster would have a Spiritual Artifact in his possession.
It was well known that even someone of Lei Ting’s status and strength didn’t have the authority to use a Spiritual Artifact unless he stepped into the Saint Realm, only then could he possibly obtain one.
After all, even within the Hidden Sect, Spiritual Artifacts were exceedingly rare, and sometimes even a warrior of the Saint Realm might struggle to have one; it was unexpected that this youngster actually had a Spiritual Artifact.
"Five Envoys of Qingyun, take him down!"
Lei Ting barked the order. Originally, he wanted to fight Ye Luo himself, but now that Ye Luo wielded a Spiritual Artifact, adding to his already formidable combat prowess, Lei Ting was by no means his match and could only rely on the five envoys of Qingyun Sect to make their move.
Fang Yan, standing aside, watched as Ye Luo wielded a Spiritual Artifact, a flicker of greed and envy passing across his eyes—he was well aware of the power of a Spiritual Artifact.
If he could obtain one, even the four experts at the Innate Late Stage beside him would be no match, but he had no chance of acquiring one, not even if his master was an Elder of the Sanyuan Sect.
This made Fang Yan’s heart fill with even more hatred towards Ye Luo, his expression incredibly resentful, his complexion somewhat ferocious, his eyes shimmering with a chilling and terrifying light, a malevolent aura emanating from his being.
As Lei Ting’s voice fell, immediately five robust and mighty strengths burst forth, five streaks of azure light shot out.