Burning Solitude

The light blade pierced the air, crashing down with the power of the burning heavens. The Sky Blood Spear unleashed a fierce strike, releasing a powerful ray of spear attack that charged at the sword blade wildly. Two rows of ripples rose up violently. 

Boom!

The two attacks collided, causing a frightening explosion when the two weapons made contact with each other, sending out a fearsome shockwave. 

This shocking show of power attracted everyone's attention, people looked on, excited. 

"Haha, interesting." Wang Tianxiao sneered. "Explains your arrogance – you've got some moves hidden up your sleeve."

He drew his Spirit Weapon – a treasure sword – from his back. 

"Heaven's Strength Burning Solitude, Day as Lightning!"

Boom!

When he shouted, the top-tier spirit weapon in his hand – the Burning Solitude Sword – started to slowly rise, like a second sun in the sky.