Lin Bai's sword made every spectator warrior gasp.
From their view, the power of Lin Bai's sword was so great that it warped the void. They saw the overhead constellations as though they had been dragged into this very sword, a formidable slash that couldn't be stopped!
Under this sword, the King of Sheng Yue's hair stood on end, a chill ran down his spine and an impending sense of death forced him to hurriedly use his blade techniques.
"Power to Suppress the Primordial Chaos!"
His sword angrily rushed up, clashing hard with Lin Bai's.
A thundering sound resounded--
A power that could shake the world and earth exploded on top of the Forbidden Summit.
Within this force, the King of Sheng Yue was embarrassed and flew out, the sword aura piercing his robe, his hairs disheveled. More alarming was the deep red sword mark at the corner of his eye.
In contrast, Lin Bai looked relaxed.
"Hehe! Waning Flower!"
