Xiao Qiang, heedless of inquiries, released his sword energy. For a moment, the brilliance of starlight completely shrouded him.
The radiance was an endless sword, yet Yang Tianyou's body was nothing but an illusion. He stood amidst the infinite sword light, as though Xiao Qiang's condensed starlight had forcibly constructed him.
Yang Tianyou glanced at Xiao Qiang, curious to see what choice this young man he held in high regard would make next. Although Xiao Qiang's current actions seemed foolish to him, he believed that someone he considered would definitely not stop there.
It was already remarkable for Xiao Qiang to break through his attack, even if it was with the aid of a treasure. But to use the treasure precisely at the right moment also required skill.
At this time, Xiao Qiang indeed took action.
