"True Martial Soul!"
Blue Ink roared. His body swayed twice and, in an instant, transformed into a narrow-bladed war saber nearly two meters long!
The war saber hovered in midair, shimmering with a blue light.
An incomparably sharp aura pierced through the Iron Thread Ten-Star Vine, making Chu Qingyun's skin prickle with a faint stinging sensation!
Chu Qingyun had seen a True Martial Soul many times before.
It was considered a desperate, last-resort move for members of the Martial Soul Hall. Once they used their True Martial Soul, they would be left in an extremely weakened state afterward, regardless of the outcome.
But the True Martial Soul also granted them an immense boost in power!
Facing Blue Ink's True Martial Soul, Chu Qingyun's expression turned grave. He didn't dare to be careless, retracting the ten vines to his side, ready to defend at any moment.
Man and saber faced each other in a silent standoff for a moment.
