With a light wave of his sleeve, Fang Cheng recalled the Dragon Abyss Flying Sword, his aura fluctuating.
Activating a Second-Order Magical Artifact with his Sensing Realm cultivation was incredibly taxing. It was even more draining to use an Overbearing Swordsmanship technique like Sword Qi Thunder Sound.
Even though his Magical Power had recently increased significantly, that single strike had consumed half of it.
He stood poised in mid-air and reached out. The Demon Bird's corpse flew into his grasp, and he tucked it away in his storage bag.
Dongfang Xiong and the Female Cultivator flew over and greeted him.
"Brother Fang, this is my senior sister, Murong Yan."
Dongfang Xiong first introduced her to Fang Cheng, then turned to his senior sister. "Senior Sister, this is the Cyan Profound Sword Fang Cheng I've told you about so many times."
