Lin Chuan remained calm with his eyes tightly closed, while the aura and murderous intent of the Soul-Slicing Saber in his hand grew increasingly fierce and majestic.
He had a strong premonition that he was creating an entirely different saber technique.
The man in the purple robe felt an escalating sense of unease in his heart, a very bad premonition, yet the only thing he could do now was to accelerate the spear's momentum.
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