“Dammit!” Ninth Uncle took a deep breath while forcefully restraining the impulse he had to cough up a mouthful of blood. This strand of sword qi was too terrifying, and it had almost injured his internal organs. If it wasn’t for his cultivation far exceeding Chen Xi by a realm, then merely this strike alone was something he would be unable to resist.

“This Little Bastard’s cultivation in the Sword Dao is transforming, and if I don’t stop him, then I’ll probably really be unable to deal with him today…” A divine glow flickered in Ninth Uncle’s eyes while killing intent coiled around them.

His strongest attack was actually unable to injure Chen Xi, and it was him instead that was shaken to the point of almost suffering an injury. This allowed him to fully understand that the situation had suddenly become slightly bad.

Bang!

Ninth Uncle didn’t dare hesitate. He raised the bronze spear and roared furiously as he shot over explosively while carrying divine radiance that covered the sky.

He was absolutely unable to watch helplessly as Chen Xi transformed successfully, nor was he able to accept the occurrence of a situation where Chen Xi had safely escaped from him!

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This sword strike reveals eternality within the ordinary, a thunderclap within silence. It’s like raging waves arising on the clear blue ocean and giving rise to a myriad of layers of force. I can take it to be my second...