Gu Yuan felt a tightness around him, as if the air had solidified into steel, pressing and repelling him from all directions.
Clang!
The Silver Flood Dragon Sword let out a long cry, slicing through the invisible confinement, and then transformed into a dazzling sword light over ten meters long. It surged forward like a mesmerizing silver flood dragon, swinging its head and tail.
Rip——
The fierce sword light tore through the demonic claw, easily splitting it in half, while simultaneously unleashing sword qi that shattered and obliterated the hidden ghostly flames within the demonic qi.
Gu Yuan saw it clearly; although the demonic claw was formidable, these ghostly flames were the true killing blow.
These ghostly flames were a fearsome divine technique, refined from ghostly yin flame, sinister and vicious, capable of incinerating a person's divine soul and thoughts. Clinging to one's body, it was like maggots on a bone, until the person was completely burned to ashes.
