Countless sword shadows whistled through the air, wreathed in divine fire and trailing sparks of light as they frictionally tore through space.
A miniature silver dragon roared out from between the old man's brows, lunging straight toward the one-eyed elder's glabella.
A blazing swastika seal swept forward, pushing through the void with dazzling golden brilliance. The ambient true qi churned frantically, twisting space into its own isolated realm. Friction ignited the air, and the fabric of space emitted a continuous, cracking shatter.
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