C238 The Broken Spirit of the World

Standing alone in the land of the gods, Xiao Tian Feng looked around at the surrounding spiritual energy that was circulating unceasingly. He clenched his hands again: "So what if I have the Blood Sword Grass' restriction? How could I, a prodigy, drown in its resplendent radiance?" Come, let me show you how unyielding I am!

With a flip of his hand