The colorful sword light faced the massive Black Dragon, already at a disadvantage, now more perilous as it was infiltrated by black mist.
Although Jing Yan tried his hardest to expel it, as soon as he dissolved part of the black mist in the sword light, more seeped in from the surroundings. You could see the colorful sword light gradually split into several parts, entwined by thread-like black mist, cutting the entire colorful sword light apart.
The power on the sword light also began to sharply weaken.
As the colorful sword light was corroded, the black substance crept along the power of laws, spreading toward Jing Yan's Colorful Cloud Sword, like maggots on a bone. It followed the power of laws, making conventional methods impossible to avoid it.
Jing Yan clenched his teeth hard.
He took a deep breath and pushed his Divine Soul, already at its limit, even further, regardless of the consequences, enduring intense pain as a result.
But Jing Yan couldn't care about that much.
