The Heavenly Halberd, formed from the condensation of nine-colored flames, contained energy that was simply world-shattering. In this person's eyes, the Heavenly Halberd gradually became clear, resplendent yet antiquated, with Runes twinkling mysteriously and abstrusely within. A hint of alarm began to overshadow this person's eyes, as fear enveloped him like a calamitous tide, causing his hand gripping the hilt of his broadsword to tremble. He swung sideways, in an attempt to block the descending Heavenly Halberd once more.
"You little brat, how dare you!"
Elder Cheng and the others were dumbfounded for a moment, for none of them had anticipated that such a young lad, one of the strongest among them, wouldn't withstand a single strike from his hand.
