The might of the sword's radiance was shocking to the extreme, its speed terrifying to hear.
Even the mighty King Ming's countenance changed in an instant, as he unhesitatingly thrust his lance downwards.
Clang!
An earth-shattering explosion ensued.
At the intersection of the lance tip and the sword tip, a dazzling radiance erupted, like a mini sun.
The lance and the sword light were in a stalemate for a mere moment. The lance trembled dramatically, and King Ming's body jolted and flew hundreds of meters upward before stabilizing.
Due to summoning the Primordial Spirit Manifestation, much of his strength had been dispersed, and in that strike just now, he had been at a disadvantage.
Just as King Ming's body came to a halt, above him, a figure abruptly appeared, holding a war sword and striking down towards King Ming's head.
Without a second thought, King Ming raised his lance to block.
