"Slash!"
Shen Mo tightly gripped the Dragon Sparrow Sword, his expression cold and stern as he faced the countless lost souls.
"Flow!"
His longsword rose slightly. Amidst the surging Sword Light, lost souls met by the sword in his hands turned one by one into dissipating green smoke.
Shen Mo had already cultivated this set of Shangqing Swordplay to a masterful level.
Even when facing the lost souls assailing him from all directions, unleashed from the Soul Refining Flag, he showed no signs of faltering.
Countless beams of Sword Light converged, transforming the area around Shen Mo into an impenetrable net of swords.
Not a single lost soul could breach this sword-net and get within a foot of Shen Mo.
"Hmph, let's see how long you can last!" Gu Ming's eyes glinted with murderous light as he continued to wave the Soul Refining Flag, commanding the lost souls to overwhelm Shen Mo.
This isn't sustainable! Shen Mo calculated inwardly even as he slew the charging lost souls.
