"Offense intended!"
Before Chen Xuan could say more, the moment the blade-shadow struck toward him, he whipped out the urn containing the ashes of the Heavenly Soul Emperor and forced the blade-shadow inside.
Light flashed from the gaps in the lid, and the urn trembled violently; the blade-shadow looked ready to break free at any moment. Chen Xuan struggled to keep it suppressed, though his soul power was draining at an alarming rate. The surrounding cultivators watched in stunned silence, never imagining that a mere True Immortal could subdue a Flying Blade.
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