77 - "I'll rip your shoulders from your body"

Qingyi's sword tore through the air in a horizontal slash, its thunderous aura transforming into a blade-shaped arc of Qi that flew towards the thugs of the Red Claw gang, expanding rapidly.

That was the second form of the Tempest Monarch Sword Art. Unlike the first form, which was a focused thrust, the second was broader, designed to kill as many enemies as possible.

Desperate screams echoed among the ranks of criminals as Qingyi's attack reached them, tearing through flesh and bone with ease.

A bloody mess spread across the temple courtyard. But he ignored all this, his eyes turning to Yueli and Elize.

The purple-haired beauty was already out of danger, her eyelids slowly opening.

"H-husband..." she called out as Qingyi approached, her eyes watering and her body trembling as she tried to get up.