Chen Mobai felt the piercing cold of the sword intent and couldn't help but feel slightly astonished.
With his experience in magical duels, he determined in an instant that there were only a handful of ways he could counter this sword intent.
But a few did not mean none. Chen Mobai's eyes lit up, and he raised his right hand, a brilliant five-colored stream of energy swirling in his palm, ready to unleash his Primordial True Qi.
However, at that moment, Shen Shanqing, who had been sitting with eyes closed, suddenly stood up.
As the piercing cold sword intent had just entered the room and reached behind him, it halted in an instant and then dissipated into nothingness.
Seeing this, Chen Mobai also lowered his right hand, and the brilliant five-colored Primordial True Qi vanished from his palm.