The eighth wave, seventy-two strands of Chaos Sword Qi with a power of 450,000 struck down.
Su Yu replicated the method, with 156 sword dragons soaring skywards, obliterated in the blink of an eye, yet the seventy-two strands of Chaos Sword Qi remained.
But he was not flustered, pointing above his head with a light shout:
"Cloud Protection!"
The Cyan Cloud expanded, pieces of Qingyun flew out, the defense of the artifact instantly surged from 1,000,000 to 8,000,000, with a damage reduction of up to 75%.
As soon as Qingyun took shape, the seventy-two strands of Chaos Sword Qi engulfed him, the rampant Chaos Thunder Ring instantaneously expanded over ten kilometers, inundating more than half of Xuankong Mountain.
Chu Xinyue witnessed this scene, her heart involuntarily skipped a beat, her hands instinctively clutching the hem of her dress, unknowingly reddening.
