The sound of a sword's whistle echoed throughout the grand hall.0

Wu Yuesheng flicked his finger, and a spiritual sword, no larger than a thumb, shot forth, slicing through the air. As the sword caught the wind, it expanded rapidly. At the same time, a surge of crimson sword qi erupted from its blade, sharp and overwhelming.0

This sword, named the Crimson Flame Sword, was enveloped in sword qi, making its true form difficult to discern. However, its formidable presence made it clear that, even if it wasn't a top-grade artifact, it was at least a meticulously refined high-grade one.0

Hermit Baiyun, filled with intense hatred toward the malevolent corpse, steadied himself and, without hesitation, channeled a surge of spiritual power into his wooden staff. He hurled it with great force, and as it flew through the air, it expanded dozens of times in size, resembling a massive piece of verdant Dragon-Subduing Wood[1]. The colossal...0