The long spear that had been a cloth stick in Shen Lang's hands instantly pierced through the diamond-shaped ice mirror. At that moment, it felt as if time itself had stopped.
He hadn't counterattacked at all, but when he finally did, it was with the force of a thunderbolt.
It was like furious thunder, like a hurricane.
Its power could topple mountains and overturn seas; all who stood in its way were swept aside!
There was no killing intent, but a peerless Battle Intent swept over the entire arena, filling the space between heaven and earth!
At that moment, in the eyes of the onlookers, it was as if the only thing left in the entire world was Shen Lang's proud, solitary figure.
All other people and things vanished from sight...
CRACK CRACK CRACK...
The surface of the Ten Thousand Flowers Ice Mirror was covered in cracks like a spiderweb, and bits of ice began to flake off.
