Li Chen stood alone in the void, holding his sword towards the heavens.
It seemed as though a Divine Dragon coiled around the sword's edge, roaring towards the sky.
"Thousandfold Slash!"
With one slash, the dragon sword shadow swept forth, enveloped in thousand-fold colossal waves, like a raging flood beast devouring all in its path.
Monk Wuhua and the other Heavenly Prides from Bai Yunfeng all had expressions as heavy as a mountain. Like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displayed their Divine Skills to counter Li Chen's world-devastating sword.
Instantly, heaven and earth changed color, and thunder exploded. Fierce winds ravaged, sending sand and stones spinning, dust flying, blocking out the sky and sun.
Some cultivators with lower cultivation were caught in this violent collision, vomiting blood on the spot.
"Li Chen has only just condensed a Golden Core; how can his True Yuan be so terrifying?"
