"Liu Mobai, where do you think you're running? Take this!" Ye Lan roared.
"You have the wrong person. I am Qin Xuan of the Holy Sect."
Liu Mobai declared with an air of righteous integrity.
Qin Xuan: "???"
'So it was you, you bastard, who's been ruining my reputation all this time.'
Ye Lan: "Enough talk. My sword will be the judge!"
The massive golden sword in his hand swung down, transforming into a brilliant, thousand-foot-long golden arc that streaked across the firmament.
It looked as if it would tear the very sky asunder.
"Heh, a petty trick. Hardly worth my time."
Liu Mobai sneered. His black robes whipped in the wind as the churning, pitch-black Demonic Qi around him suddenly erupted.
Faced with the magnificent golden arc, powerful enough to cleave a mountain, he made no move to dodge or evade.
Instead, with a fierce stomp of his foot, a massive Demon Shield dripping with vile, black blood materialized before him.
"Soul-Devouring Demon Shield, rise!"
