'Ding…' Chu Li's Modesty Sword clashed with Zhuge Tian's own sword.
A copious amount of force was conveyed from Zhuge Tian's body towards him. It forced Chu Li to move a step backward due to it.
The Modesty Sword was stuck; it had been glued tightly to Zhuge Tian's sword in such a manner that it could not be break loose from the amount of strength that had been exerted on it.
A peculiar inner energy was passed on through the Modesty Sword, which quickly turned into a strange tack. Even if Chu Li freed his palms from the hilt, the Modesty Sword would still be stuck to him due to friction. He truly could not get rid of it.
Chu Li scoffed softly. He wanted to see if he could actually hold the sword until the end!
Spiritual force gushed into Chu Li from all directions, which rapidly transformed into his own inner energy. However, his inner energy was then in turn, engulfed in the blink of an eye and turned into Zhuge Tian's own inner energy.