However, he did not loosen his grip.
His eyes remained fixed on the sword token as he slowly raised his hand, and the terrifying mass of energy condensed further, causing the surrounding air to emit a faint tearing sound as if it were being stretched to its limit.
At that moment, Li Yun's right hand no longer looked like a human limb.
It looked like a concentrated storm of destruction.
The storm of power gathered in Li Yun's right hand continued to condense as he slowly raised it toward the floating sword token, and with every inch closer, the surrounding air grew heavier, as if two overwhelming forces were preparing to collide head on.
His gaze remained steady and unwavering as he extended his arm forward, and the violent fusion of Sword Intent, Lightning Intent, Wind Intent, and Flame Intent around his hand caused the space to ripple continuously, while sharp winds howled, flames surged, and arcs of lightning crackled without restraint.
