Ling Tianyu and the others stared at the Flying Dance Sword's blade. This sudden change was truly unexpected for them.
The Flying Dance Sword emitted a light, a gentle light that was not too dazzling, yet the Sword Qi it released was intense.
Zhao Changfa and his two companions were unharmed; this sword's forceful Sword Qi was so strong that ordinary people at such close distance would hardly bear it.
Though Ling Tianyu had only reached the Return to the Original State Cultivation Level, he might not withstand it; yet he was the master of the Flying Dance Sword, unaffected and able to endure it naturally.
The sword's blade didn't change, and it took almost half an hour before new changes began; the light gradually faded.
The gentle light started to be replaced by a faint flame. The flame was small and not overly bright, but the temperature it emitted was extremely high, even intimidatingly hot.
The tea began to be roasted by the high temperature, turning steaming hot.
