Gong Feiyun's hand conjured a Flying Sword.
This sword was entirely pure white, suffused with immortal Qi, carrying an endless sharpness; it indeed was a Top Grade Spiritual Treasure of the Fourth Rank.
"Sword name—'Heavenly Immortal', forged primarily from Outer Heaven Immortal Gold, weighing nine hundred and sixty-two jin, and three chi eight fen in length..."
He performed an ancient courtesy, making every preparation complete.
"Sword name—Rotten Iron!"
Fang Xing brandished the shadow of the Rotten Iron Sword with a light tap, "Remember, the one who will sever your 'Heavenly Immortal' today, is this very piece of scrap metal and rusty copper!"
"Good ambition!"
Gong Feiyun lunged with his sword.
His sword light was pure white, and his move was One Sword Flying Immortal—ethereal and majestic, beyond ordinary grasp!
The Mana fluctuations of a Nascent Soul Late Stage pressed in.
