C220 Dragon Tiger Storm(5)

As time ticked by, Ye Mo, his brow deeply furrowed, finally sensed a shift in Yishu's aura. He knew that Yishu, transformed, wouldn't last much longer. With a gesture toward the void, the myriad sword feathers that had been drifting above coalesced and twisted. From their midst, a longsword gently descended into Ye Mo's grasp.

Standing with his sword, Ye Mo's presence surged