"A Thunder Dao Master..."
Sen Wei's phoenix-like eyes brightened. She gave Fang Yang another look and said in surprise, "For you to have reached such a level at your age is truly not bad."
She tilted her head up slightly, calm and composed.
The next moment, she tapped lightly with her jade-like hand. A hint of Cyan Aura emerged, then transformed into a Cyan Lotus, spinning serenely.
Upon the lotus's petals, vast amounts of Sword Qi, Sword Intent, and sword auras slowly materialized.
They formed into Sword Tigers and Sword Dragons that roared in the air, their sharpness so extreme it made everyone present shudder, their hair standing on end.
A Sword Dao Master!
Before Sen Wei, the great cauldron became visible to the naked eye, bathed in a silver-white brilliance, resembling a ferocious Sword Dragon.
Seeing this, the crowd's hearts trembled with fear.
Everyone, except for Fang Yang, took three steps back.
"Ah Yang, catch."
