In the square, streaks of soul power flow out like running water, covering the whole space.

Duan Chongyu, Lin Shitian, and Wu Zhanzi stood in the three directions of the square. Their eyes were all focused on the dust of the leaves in the center, with a touch of shock, but more, they were gratified and proud.

"Ning!"

A shout came out of Yedun's mouth.

Seen above the sky, the shadow of sword and shield emerges. Swordsman, dark color, contains the spirit of destruction, shielder, contains a strong vitality. Both appear at the same time, the soul of the shield fluctuates, making the ground begin to tremble. Lin Guanqi, even...