Hum...
The Golden Dragon hovered, entwined with the frosty moon, creating a mysterious phenomenon like the flow of yin and yang, its emanating waves spreading to the raging black Sword Light charging towards it.
The terrifying Sword Light suddenly trembled fiercely, retreating like an ebbing tide, gradually dimming until at last, like wind blowing over a beach, it left no trace behind.
"Golden Dragon Queyue, easily turns yin and yang," the mysterious shadow's eyes changed abruptly.
According to the ancient Taoist scriptures, such a phenomenon could turn yin into yang, reversing the process of all methods, from nonexistence to existence, from existence to nonexistence.
Back then, when he had read this record, he thought it was just an exaggeration, a mythic phenomenon, but he never expected it to be real.
Hum...