The saber in his hand vibrated intensely.
As a peak-grade spiritual weapon, it could perfectly withstand such an absurd amount of Qi. The blade, forged from rare metals and infused with ancient runes, not only resisted the lightning energy, it absorbed and amplified it.
More than that... The weapon itself amplified the lightning.
Invisible runes engraved within it began to glow faintly, revealing themselves beneath the surface of the metal. They were intricate patterns, designs that Kyrian barely understood, yet they functioned in perfect harmony with his Qi.
The Qi became even purer. Even more destructive.
A terrifying pressure spread from the blade, so intense that even the spectators seated in the highest stands could feel it. It was different from Bao Ren's pressure. While Metal Qi cut and pierced, Lightning Qi burned and electrocuted.
The spectators felt their hearts race.
"The saber..." a man murmured, his eyes fixed on the radiant weapon.
