The blade light flickered, arriving instantly in front of Zheng Ming. Yet, beneath this surging blade light, Zheng Ming's expression remained incredibly calm.
He didn't move at all, merely forming a spell with his hands, and the five-colored halo behind him met the incoming blade light.
The outermost layer of the five-colored halo was originally black, but the moment the blade light charged forward, it transformed into white.
Except for the amber-colored gourd in the middle, which showed no change, there were tremendous changes in the positions of the other halos.
The instant the silvery-white blade light touched the white halo, an intense killing intent surged into the halo like myriad streams flowing into the sea.
In just a moment, over three thousand meters of blade light poured into Zheng Ming's five-colored halo.
And the five-colored halo remained unchanged, with the amber-colored gourd hidden within showing no transformation at all.
