In mid-air, the blazing sun shone brightly in all directions.
In the Sword Tomb, the area in front of them had already been enveloped by the Armed Catastrophe. A destructive aura pervaded the air as if it was about to destroy this place.
However, at this moment, a sun appeared in the Armed Catastrophe. The light shone, warm and genial, but it also carried a destructive power.
Before this, the ancient sword that Chen Heng had transformed into had been in silence. It was silently absorbing the blood essence of the external life to improve and sublimate itself.
Chen Heng's spirituality had fallen into a deep sleep so that he could use all of his power to improve himself. However, at this moment, with the Armed Catastrophe wreaking havoc, Chen Heng's true spirit consciousness finally recovered.
