His True Qi gathered once more, his fist tensed around the chain, ready to blast open the golden blade of light.
He could sense it.
The strength of this golden blade of light was not significantly stronger than the previous Sword Qi Skill.
Indeed, it was so.
Yuwen Jingwen's iron fist, filled with True Qi, effortlessly blocked the golden blade of light.
"Clang!"
A crisp sound echoed.
Metal clashed against metal, sparking brilliant sparks.
Just as Yuwen Jingwen slightly relaxed his guard against the magic artifact, under the stimulation of the sparks, the surface of the golden blade suddenly surged with a tuft of scarlet flames, strikingly conspicuous in the vast white world, melting large swathes of ice and snow in an instant and blooming with the scorching heat of the blazing sun.
"This fire?!"
Astonishment showed in his pupils, retreating almost as soon as the scarlet flames ignited.
Even so, his fist was set ablaze.
