Mount Taiyi hides Sword Form, I command the heavens with my divine skills!
Under the moonlit night, when Zhou Dao's divine soul turned into the dazzling Sword Form, the faint light was as fiery as the Great Sun in the eyes of the Great Demon Shan Kui, which was impossible to see clearly.
"Taiyi... Taiyi…"
The voice of the Great Demon Shan Kui was like a whisper from the abyss, revealing evident shock and astonishment.
Gradually, the night regained its calm, with the cold wind rustling through the wild grass.
That terrifying existence no longer had even the slightest fluctuation.
Ma Yinglong's breathing became steady, and his body was normal again.
Zhou Dao stared at him, his eyes focused, revealing a hint of surprise.
This time, he was fortunate within misfortune, using the pressure to refine the Taiyi Sword Form, taking the most critical step in cultivating the ''Taiyi Flowing Light Sword''.