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Ling Xiao thought as he concentrated his killing intent on his ancient sword.

Kacha, kacha!

After the baptism of killing intent, the ancient sword finally let out a sound akin to breaking out of a cocoon. Joy appeared on Ling Xiao's face.

"Roar!"

As for the White Tiger's Soul, it was even angrier now. Both attacks failed to return and it even injured him more than before