Yuan Sou muttered, his heart shaken to its core. Lian Xuanyao was actually using his sword as a brush and heaven and earth as a canvas, casually commanding the vast Spiritual Energy to coalesce and flow.
Even an Academic Palace student who had just reached the Qi Sensing Realm could draw a basic Wind Talisman. Raising a few leaves or a piece of paper with it was considered a success. Yet in Lian Xuanyao's hands, this Wind Talisman could tear apart heaven and earth.
"You guessed right." Lian Xuanyao smiled faintly and, for the third time, swung his sword.
