The Tide Feather Sword.
Every disciple of the Flying Feather Immortal Palace was familiar with this sect-guarding Taoist Treasure, engraving its image in their hearts.
But now, this Immortal Sword was in the hands of the one person the Flying Feather Immortal Palace was most reluctant to mention, the one they hated most.
"Xu Xing!" The Gong Family Saint Lord's face darkened as he cast a Spell to block the attacking Immortal Sword, shouting the name.
"Xu Daoist, our School's Dao Lord is in the midst of a breakthrough. For you to use a magical sword for assassination is a breach of righteousness. If word of this spreads, the cultivators of East Huangzhou will surely condemn your shamelessness..." Chi Yuan's Dharma Phase materialized, a Black and White Chessboard solidifying the space around them. With a swift teleportation, his fingers clamped down on the blade of the Tide Feather Sword.
