He glanced down, then raised his gaze toward the high sky. The golden true qi flowing around his body quickly reined inward, and a moment later, blood-red true qi surged out from within him. Grasping the Ancient Sword Xueshen in one hand, he stepped into the void as if walking up a celestial ladder, ascending step by step.
"Very good!"
Two words escaped Mo Yang's lips. His right hand, gripping the Ancient Sword Xueshen, slowly raised and traced through the high air. One after another, Emperor Scripts materialized, and he advanced against the void in this manner.
Chapter 461