The final stroke descended.
Boom!
The Taiqing Flying Sword exploded like a ring of scorching flames, spreading far and wide, lacerating yet another layer from the already battered Silver Sky Island, as globs of molten metal and soil dripped from the sky.
Within a radius of thirty kilometers, life was once again extinguished, including any Spirit Grass and Spirit Trees that had originally adapted to the high temperatures—now, all were destroyed in an instant.
"It's not damaged!"
"Success, it worked on the first try, buddy is really strong, a true genius!"
Jiang Ding, dancing with joy, exclaimed.
His face smeared with ashes and dirt, hair curled, clothes tattered, even the third-tier Electromagnetic Stealth Robe couldn't withstand the impact and was partially burnt, with the Array Patterns shattered.
Divine Sense carefully inspected the Taiqing Flying Sword.
