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In midair, the entire space seemed to be condensed, leaving only the terrifying sword unleashed by Yang Zhen, violent and wild, charging towards Ding Dian with a momentum that could topple mountains and overturn the seas.
All onlookers stood dumbfounded at the apocalyptic glow of that horrifying sword in the sky, disbelief etched on every face.
What sword technique could this be?
Seeing the terrifying sword, a thought emerged within everyone's heart, be it the Thousand Tribulation Thunder Sword or the Great Sun Blazing Sword; in front of Yang Zhen's strike, they all felt like showy but insubstantial trinkets.
A rare solemnity took over Yang Zhen's face, for he always felt this weight whenever he wielded this sword, a gravity he had never revealed before the world.
