The young man from the Primordial Race narrowed his eyes, his expression turning solemn. He could see that this technique was extraordinary, but what concerned him more was the dark shadow behind Moyang. Although it was not a living thing, the invisible aura it exuded filled him with a lingering sense of dread.
Yet he said nothing. A flash of light crossed his hand, and an argent battle saber suddenly appeared. Fully two meters long, it glowed with a silvery-white radiance, its blade engraved with myriad mysterious patterns.
The moment that blade was drawn, even Ergouzi, hiding in the shadows far away to watch the battle, could not help shivering. Its eyes widened instantly, and it muttered under its breath, "That saber is no ordinary weapon. Such a heavy murderous intent!"
Chapter 511