The Tang Code’s Arrow

In the Youzhou Demon Portal, dark clouds were looming over the sky above it.

Beyond the dark clouds were dragon-like thunderbolts that were rolling in between the clouds and finally gathering around the Code.

The Code was like a talisman with the world's most intricate pattern drawn by lightning and thunder.

However, it was not as terrifying as drinking the royal blood that was freshly extracted from Li Tianlin's body.

Instead, it seemed rather bright and refreshing.

The crack that Fang Lang left on the Code was filled with the blade tip of the Blooming Lotus Sword. The blade tip was like a shining, brilliant star in the night sky.

Xuanyuan Taihua was hovering in the air, so was the Code.

She was not as ferocious as before, her body now was enveloped in a ball of mysterious mist.

She stared at the Code for a long time before letting out a murky breath.