This saber was entirely flaming red and covered in ancient spiritual patterns, and astonishing fluctuations emanated from its blade.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
At that moment, Qinyang took a step forward, and the Flame God Saber in his hand slashed down fiercely. Instantly, dozens of majestic blade beams tore through the surging magma, accompanied by a sharp piercing sound as they closed in on Yehans.
Chapter 180