With the appearance of the Xuanming Sword, all ghosts submitted!
The emergence of the Silver-armored Sword Spirit was terrifying indeed.
Even as the countless ghosts advanced in an endless stream, upon striking the divine radiance of the silver armor surrounding its body, they turned to ash instantaneously.
And with every slash she made, tens or hundreds of evil ghosts were annihilated.
"Whoosh!"
After ten familiar movements, the Sword Spirit had broken through the Array and shattered the dark curtain.
Even the indigenous people who had moments before been hurling insults at Chen Yuan and the others found themselves kneeling on the ground, trembling in fear.
They begged the Divine for mercy, not to kill them.
In the eyes of these ignorant indigenous people, this Innate Sword Spirit was a Divine being—what else could it be?
"Hurry, hurry, wake up Lord Divine Witch!"
