Chapter 403: Igniting the Demonic Fire
The Wuji Sect's leader raised his sword and pointed upward; his spiritual sword transformed into a shimmering azure arc that soared into the sky. In a brief flash high above, the spiritual sword exuded an endless suction that swept away the surrounding malevolent wind, forming a vast void.
Soon after, the spiritual sword mysteriously vanished into thin air, leaving only a resonant humming that echoed through heaven and earth, and it even seemed to suppress the Malevolent Frost Wind.
Is this the most formidable technique of the Shadowless Sword?
Qin Sang looked upward and shifted his gaze, yet he saw nothing but emptiness in the void, with no trace of the spiritual sword’s true form, leaving him uncertain about its target.
At the same time the sect leader unleashed his sword, the other man in a black robe sprang into action.
He extended his palm with one hand, condensing vast amounts of spiritual power, and forcefully struck toward the black tortoise shell.
The phantom of the black tortoise trembled, and within it the black tortoise shell suddenly burst forth with a deep, black glow that instantaneously filled the entire phantom. In that moment, the black tortoise appeared to have been revived, resembling a truly ferocious beast.
A deep, resonant roar—no less impressive than the sword’s own hymn—echoed throughout the lands as the black tortoise lifted its head. Its enormous eyes burned with crimson fury as it glared at the Lightning-Devouring Falcon.
Clad entirely in black—with its shell resembling a chunk of dark iron—its massive form appeared extremely cumbersome yet proved extraordinarily agile. In a flash, it darted across the void to appear beside the Lightning-Devouring Falcon; then it opened its gaping, bloodstained maw and bit into the falcon’s right wing with its sharp fangs.
Shriek!
The Lightning-Devouring Falcon let out a shrill cry; the silver feathers on its long neck shimmered as lightning danced among them, eventually converging upon its wings.