Thousands of swords and blades formed from spiritual energy hung high in the sky, their cold glares flashing and sending chills through anyone who looked upon them.
Lu Tianzhang felt a secret wave of relief in his heart, glad that he had not previously made an enemy of Chen Yingjian, otherwise he feared he would have already met a bitter end on the spot.
The Lama, however, wore a solemn expression, never expecting that the young man before him could unleash such a powerful Precious Technique. A dangerous aura quietly surged within his heart.
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