"Heavenly Dragon Cover..."
Tenth Rank of the Finger Sword, Pointing!
"Boom—"
The sword cognition pierced through the distance across the air, shattering all obstinate resistance at that moment.
A pit thousands of feet deep burst forth on the spot.
Elders Hong, being the closest, felt as if his face was being torn apart by the sword cognition, and as his body was swept away by the raging wind, his eyes uncontrollably twisted and collapsed.
But in the final moment, he clearly saw the earth beneath the Iron Turtle first breaking apart, then the turtle shell exploding, and the Iron Turtle's sacred physique shattered...
The blood mist did not manage to burst forth.
The demi-saint had turned into dust!
His lips twisted grotesquely, his voice trembled violently, and the world seemed to be in delay as Elders Hong let out this slow cry:
"Run~~~~"
Run!
Only running was possible!
It was completely impossible to fight!
How did such a terrifying giant come into being?
