The four dazzling swords buzzed in the sky and released an overwhelming wave of power.
After one hundred and eight ear-piercing metal clangs, the four swords rose higher into the air and swiftly flew out of the sky, disappearing without a trace. A couple of breaths later, Yu Yu smilingly looked at the four swords hovering around him in the Chaos and nodded in satisfaction.
"Ji Hao, my good disciple, he is indeed talented. And he actually has the courage to copy my sword formation." Yu Yu smiled delightfully. Conveniently, he pointed his finger on a bone-piercing cold sword. Instantly, a subtle, indescribable trace of power drilled into Yu Yu’s body from the sword, after which, Yu Yu’s smile froze immediately on his face.