Golden light—blinding golden light.
It was noble and elegant, capable of overshadowing everything in the world.
"The Dragon Phoenix Resonance!" The voice was extremely cold. The golden light instantly transformed into a dragon and a phoenix. They threw their heads back and roared, wreaking havoc in all directions. The ground collapsed, the mountains trembled, and a storm that could be seen with the naked eye swept out. Wherever it passed, everything was destroyed, and there was no sign of life.
He Jian took a deep look at Ou Yangming, who was at the center of the storm, and thought to himself, 'Just which clan raised this freak?'
To be able to make the god of swords of the generation have such an epiphany, one could only imagine how shocked he was.
