After everyone deftly cleared the way, Li Weixuan drew his sword from his waist.
As a Fourth Phase pinnacle Swordsman, his actions were far from ordinary.
The sword sang like a dragon's cry as he unsheathed it.
There wasn't a dazzling sword light, nor was it as fast as lightning as one might expect.
The tip of Li Weixuan's sword seemed to carry a heavy mountain, slowly extending towards the barrier.
At that moment, everyone seemed to hear the roaring of the heavens and the earth.
After the roar, sword energy surged everywhere, and those close by were even thrown off by the violent gusts.
Everyone instinctively looked towards the tip of the sword.
This...
On the invisible barrier, there still wasn't any crack, not even the slightest tremble.
This indomitable strike still did not evoke any reaction.
How could this be!
Crack!
