"Midday Order..."
Bai Qi temporarily set aside the Nam-Ming Li Fire and Frost Grass, which were being nurtured, and carefully inspected the small black token, about the size of half a palm, with its surface engraved with numerous swords standing tall, as if surrounded by mountains and seas.
His Divine Soul Embryo faintly pulsed, as he infused a wisp of scattered thoughts into it, and suddenly his eyes flickered, as a fantastical scene unfurled like a painting.
A majestic sword intent swept across all directions, as grand as towering mountains, pressing down on all sides.
The fierce aura, soaring to the heavens, was almost as bright as the sun and moon, illuminating the void.
"The Upper Sect and Taoist Sect are indeed extraordinary."
Bai Qi recalled the first time, when his younger brother Bai Ming was guided by Lady Willow God, and his Divine Soul emerged from his body, fleeing into the void.
