The red-haired young man's combat strength was extremely terrifying. His cultivation had reached the upper tier of the bright Saint realm, and he had a low-tier heavenly spiritual body.
What surprised Lu Ming even more was that the other party had cast a sacred art.
A heaven's favorite of an Emperor-ranked power like this was truly terrifying. A peak bright Saint had already comprehended a sacred art. One must know that in the Azure continent, there were many old monsters who had been stuck at the great circle of the bright Saint stage for tens of thousands of years, but they had not been able to comprehend a sacred art.
Although this kind of genius had the same cultivation level as the remnant, he could kill the remnant in one move.
BOOM!
Wan Tianlong's combat sword struck the pillar of fire, causing a terrifying tremor. The red-haired youth's body trembled and he was forced to retreat.
"Using 10% of your power to deal with me, you overestimate yourself!"
