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"Immortal Supreme, save me~"
With complaints in her mind, Wang Ying Xuan's tongue didn't remain idle either, once again summoning—Immortal Supreme.
Prepared beforehand, the Immortal Supreme projection immediately rose into the air, blocking Wang Ying Xuan and the Yincha Demonic God in an instant.
White broad sleeves fluttered in the wind; he made a sword gesture with his hand, his expression shifting abruptly to utmost seriousness.
In the next moment.
Thousands of sword rays converged, intertwined in the sky, gathering to form a gigantic sword shield in an instant.
The sword shield had no physical form, entirely composed of light and shadow, appearing pure and transparent. Every beam of light within was a Sword Intent compressed to the extreme; the multitude of sword lights merged into one entity, the aura it emitted reaching a terrifying degree.
The grandeur and righteousness shook even the sky with its vastness and majesty.
