C1132 Xob's Shock Thirty Two(2)

A nearly two-meter diameter pillar of sword aura blasted toward the mist-formed demon ghost claw in front of him. Upon contact with the sweeping demon ghost claw, there was no energy fluctuation from the ghastly claw—it was as if a snowflake had met a raging flame, instantly dissolving.

"How is this possible!"

In that moment, Reece, who had expended nearly ninety percent of his sword aura