"Kill!"
The Seventh Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty roared, his long hair standing on end and whipping about.
He soared into the air, the battle halberd in his hand glinting.
Immediately after, the divine projection of a Bian appeared behind him.
The Bian is the seventh of the nine sons of the True Dragon.
Legend says it is a god of judgment, wielding the power of justice. Its divine patterns are often inscribed on prisons and similar places.
At this moment, fueled by the Seventh Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty's immense blood qi, the Bian's divine projection swelled with the wind until it blotted out the sky, radiating an imposing majesty.
"All together!"
Zhong Zunyang and Xiao Sanxuan exchanged a look before they too stepped forward, streaking across the heavens.
BOOM! A pillar of black light intertwined with orange-yellow flames.
The former was a simple, ancient Divine Mountain; the latter, a strange and mystical flame.
