“Oh! Then I’ll try something different…” Allen flicked his wrist, and the “Bewitching Light” magic circle emitted a burst of light, transforming from the shape of a pair of light wings into a beautiful snow lotus. This flower only grows in the high mountains of Tibet. Allen had once traveled to Tibet with Luna and never forgot this noble flower; it was one of his favorite transformation forms.

In Allen's hands, this rare longsword seemed to come alive, capable of transforming into various shapes, such as animals, flowers and plants, or even legendary weapons. Allen's mastery of earth power had reached a level that Qin Mo could hardly comprehend. Of course, once Qin Mo understood it, she would be close to reaching the Earth Realm.

“Young Master, I’ve told you so many times, you need to connect with your weapons and make them work for you. Your dual blades haven’t been able to unleash their full power.” Although Qin Mo’s performance had already shocked Allen, he still put pressure on Qin Mo little by little. After all, this junior brother was always slacking off.

Qin Mo had no choice but to try again to subtly control the "Shadow Concealment" array on his twin blades. Since his vital energy had been "dyed" a bright yellow by the Nirvana Flame, it had become increasingly pure, and the volume of the vortex in his dantian had even shrunk. However, its responsiveness to Qin Mo's will had greatly increased, and Qin Mo now truly understood what it meant for vital energy to be "controlled by the mind."

The design of this dual-blade set is quite good, and the flow of energy into the magic array is also relatively smooth. Qin Mo can now quickly switch between the opening and closing of the two magic arrays. The dual blades can easily appear and disappear in his hands, leaving a series of afterimages. He feels that he can now make his opponents unable to defend against him. Of course, this does not count against a super-sized Allen.

"Allen... how exactly do we unleash their full power?... Teach me... give me a demonstration... otherwise... I'll fight you to the death... one jar of strong liquor each, no cheating..." The only thing Qin Mo could rival Allen with was drinking.

Allen didn't flinch at Qin Mo's provocation. He took the double-edged swords with both hands, and with a flick of his wrists, two wings, one red and one green, danced and swayed, their light varying in intensity. The swords themselves concealed a deadly intent. Just a few movements were enough to make Qin Mo blush.