An ear-piercing hum of the sword echoed throughout the entire space as Yun Lintian's figure slowly emerged from within the explosions. In his hand, the Heaven Piercing Sword shone brightly with a golden brilliance, producing a massive ripple of the sword intent and pushing all the flame clusters away.
The surrounding terrifying pressures were now replaced with the mighty sword intent, causing Wang Zedong to return to his sense.
"This…" Wang Zedong's soul shuddered. Facing the golden beam, he felt as though he were looking at a deity from heaven. This was clearly another level of soul suppression… What kind of sword intent was this?
Yun Lintian's pupils were brightly lit with golden light as his mental power radiated out, entirely enveloping Wang Zedong.
