Boom!
The Purple Lightning Sword flew across the sky, and thunder roared. As the Divine Thunder Imperial Edict was executed, the huge humanoid shadow that resembled a ghost shattered loudly into nothingness.
Zhou Heng flicked his sword fingers, and the Purple Lightning Sword returned from the sky. Looking at the place where the shadow had been destroyed, he furrowed his brows and said in a deep voice, "This thing's strength is no joke. It has surpassed the strongest among those at the Peak of the Seventh Rank and is close to the true Secret Six Rank."
"You're right." Cheng Jianjian nodded slightly and simultaneously retracted the magic weapon that had been spinning around her. "If we didn't have treasure swords and magic weapons, this battle wouldn't have ended so quickly."
For any martial artist at the Peak of the Seventh Rank, the gap between them and the Secret Six Rank is massive, even for Zhou Heng and Cheng Jianjian.
