"Everybody quickly get away! This ghost spirit is particularly powerful! Don't let him bump into you at all costs!" The Daoist priest cried out. He gave a shout, and then he started spinning his flying sword. As if it had a mind of its own, it battled agilely in the air with a cloud of black smoke.
The spectacle mystified everyone, but that didn't stop them from clapping their hands and cheering.
Qiao Mu: …
She had already made out the fact that the Daoist priest was manipulating the flying sword's dancing movements with sky cicada silk, which was mostly imperceptible to normal people.
From the looks of it, he seemed to be someone with great abilities to be able to control the sword from a distance.
The embarrassing performance made even Mo Lian find it shameful to watch.
