C350 The Sword Rushed to the Heavens

"Has Zi Xiao been defeated?" Huang Zhiyuan blurted out upon witnessing the scene.

"Not yet!" Feng Qingyu declared solemnly.

Zi Xiao, blood smearing his lips, sprang up with the agility of a carp, his face's Soul Pattern igniting his Origin Energy. A ceaseless stream of Origin Energy, like a rejuvenating spring breeze, swirled around him. His chest, previously caved in by the Heavenly Cloud Palm