"What big words!"
Daoist Tianshui was stunned at first, then he burst into laughter.
This move of his was not ordinary. It had been passed down from the ancient hundred Immortals. He had condensed the art of the void into a blade that could cut through everything. It was so powerful that it could even tear apart a star.
In the upper realm's Sacred Realm, this was also a well-known killing move.
How could a mere cultivator from the lower realm block it!
He glanced at the light that was approaching, his eyes full of contempt.
This aura belonged to the eighth tribulation!
However, the eight tribulations of the lower realm were like flowers in a greenhouse in his eyes, while he was a strong man who had experienced hundreds of battles. They were not on the same level at all.
Bang!
There was a loud explosion.
The black light and the light collided with each other, creating a loud bang.
