A Golden Thread

Under the control of a sword immortal like Qin Yun, the Swords of Stellar Light blotted out the sky and took on a mystical presence when matched with sword moves. The swords assaulted Roc Fiend and Prestige Goat relentlessly.

"Oh?" In midair, Roc Fiend first flapped his winds to form a squall and sweep away the Swords of Stellar Light.

Puah! Puah! Puah!

The squall was rapidly abated by the sword flashes, alarming Roc Fiend. "What powerful sword flashes!" He immediately wrapped his wings around himself, and no matter how the Swords of Stellar Light stabbed at his wings, they only managed to chip away some of his feathers. His wings quickly regenerated new feathers.

"What a powerful body. Those who specialize in cultivating their bodies are truly troublesome," thought Qin Yun when he saw this.

And elsewhere.