“I know!” Ling Jie’s arm had always been stretched out in front of him. Although the sword had left his grasp, he had not lost control of the sword. Seeing Yun Che, who was about to be pushed out of the palace, he laughed complacently. “Hehe, now do you know of how formidable I, Ling Jie am!? You’re still far from being able to go against me.”
Ling Jie said arrogantly, and when he was about to retrieve his sword, a deafening roar rang in his ears.
“Huuuaaaaaaaaaah!!”