Witnessing this, Murong Xiande felt a surge of gratitude and remorse. He knew Old Lady Liu was standing up for him, and he could not bear to see her trapped in such danger alone.
Gritting his teeth, he rapidly circulated his cultivation technique, gathering the remaining spiritual qi within his body. The long sword in his hand suddenly blazed with golden light, and the runes upon the blade shone brilliantly. An ancient, heavy force surged forth, echoing and intertwining with Old Lady Liu's sword qi, as together they stubbornly resisted the frenzied attacks of Zhou Yuanshan and Wu Daozi.
Seeing this, Zhou Yuanshan's expression turned as dark as water, and he cursed in a low voice, "Since you are all so eager to die, I will grant your wish today!" The moment the words left his mouth, the purple fissure beneath his feet expanded wildly. From within the crevice, black mist surged like a flailing giant dragon, carrying rolling chills and a bizarre aura as it fiercely swept toward Liu Yunqiu and Murong Xiande.
Chapter 177