However, Zhang Chi's Spirit Soul was not weak, his True Yuan and physical body were also strong.
As he kept spinning and jumping, whirlwinds began forming around him.
The whirlwinds grew larger and larger until Zhang Chi, fusing the Broken Sword Intent, slashed his sword towards the sky. A sword qi that reached the heavens pierced a huge hole in the dark clouds, allowing sunlight to break through and shine upon him. At that moment, Zhang Chi felt as though he had transcended.
He stood there, deeply reflecting on the sword move he had just performed. The snow had stopped, and the Snow Mountain God did not disturb Zhang Chi either.
She knew that Zhang Chi had had a revelation.
This guy was definitely a genius.
It was just that time was rather pressing. If he were given another fifty years, he might indeed become a ruler in his own right.
Unfortunately, time waits for no man; otherwise, she might actually be able to wait for the day when Zhang Chi would guard her.