"Stop preaching to me. If you really want me to back down, defeat me first!"
Tang Xinlian's gaze hardened. Ye Xuan had consecutively broken through her sword moves, and his nonchalant demeanor irked her.
With a thought, a brilliant light sparkled in her eyes, and a column of light burst forth from above her head, shining dazzlingly like a miniature star.
"Stellar Martial Soul!"
Someone exclaimed in shock. The Stellar Martial Soul was a formidable type of Martial Soul, extremely difficult to cultivate, and only direct descendants of a Saint family like Tang Xinlian would have a chance to successfully cultivate it.
"Be defeated!"
With her Stellar Martial Soul summoned, Tang Xinlian's momentum surged. Every inch of her skin became luminous and translucent, emitting a mystical sheen.
"I never expected Tang Xinlian's Stellar Martial Soul to be so powerful."
Leng Qianxing and the other descendants of the Saint families changed their expressions, admiring and astounded.
