In an instant, the entire Blood Prison began to tremble, pressing down on the Saber Intent.
Xu Yang's mind was highly focused, as if he had transformed into an indestructible blade to fight back against the Blood Prison. The aura emanating from his body grew increasingly sharp.
Within his Heart Spirit, countless insights about the saber flooded his mind. They formed an invisible, giant hand that gathered his will, kneading and forging it into an indestructible blade of will.
"Saber Intent, form!"
Xu Yang's scattered will gathered, condensing into a blade. An intangible yet palpable Saber Intent erupted from his body, and a chilling aura radiated from his entire being.
A few meters away, Cold Abyss, which lay on the table, seemed to sense something. It let out a humming buzz and began to hop on the tabletop.
"Success!"
He opened his eyes, and a saber's glint seemed to flash within them. His entire aura had changed, giving off a disquieting feeling.
