At this moment, Qin Hao had displayed two divine techniques. Few at the same level could withstand such an onslaught head-on.
Finally, the sword light exploded, billions of divine swords dissipating into nothingness. They became a stream of light, vanishing into the void.
Yet after the swords faded, a massive claw rapidly enlarged before Qin Yuan's eyes.
Seeing this, Qin Yuan's expression drastically changed as he exclaimed, "How is this possible?"
That previous strike had been so astonishing. How could one of Qin Hao's twin beast phantoms still remain?
Given his current state, if truly struck by that attack, the outcome would undoubtedly be dire. Though dying was unlikely, grievous wounds were inevitable. Once he was severely injured, today's battle would surely conclude.
Thinking of this, Qin Yuan had no time for hesitation. His palm flipped, and a bronze stone seal instantly appeared within.
