Swordgrass, Guardian Spirit, Demons, and An Unexpected Reward from the System

As soon as Jiang Chengxuan's feet touched the vast expanse of the herb field, several streaks of sword light suddenly slashed through the void towards him.

In that instant, Jiang Chengxuan could distinctly feel his brow, throat, and dantian being targeted by these sword lights.

"Hm? What's this?"

His gaze sharpened in a flash.

The next moment, sword lights of green, red, yellow, white, and blue burst forth from his fingertips.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

The five-colored sword lights collided fiercely with the incoming sword lights.

Boom, boom, boom!

Explosions echoed through the air.

It was only then that Jiang Chengxuan could clearly see.

The assailant was not a cultivator but rows of verdant green spirit grass, growing side by side, resembling unsheathed sharp swords.

It seemed they sensed their attacks had been blocked by Jiang Chengxuan.