The next instant.
The majestic sword light suddenly split into ten slender and sharp beams, like a nimble dragon.
These ten beams of sword light resembled ten silver bolts of lightning tearing through the darkness, charging fiercely toward Xiang Hong's puppet array with overwhelming force from all directions.
"Sword Rainbow Splitting Light!??"
Xiang Hong witnessed this scene, his eyes wide open like bronze bells, eyes filled with terror almost overflowing.
How could a Golden Core Cultivator comprehend a Nascent Soul level Sword Dao??
"Spare me..."
Xiang Hong's plea for mercy was cut short as he was engulfed by the all-encompassing sword light.
Boom boom boom...
Earth-shattering explosions echoed through the skies, as if to shatter the very world.
The ten beams of sword light crashed into the puppet array with a series of deafening roars.
