Wang Ziyuan let out a long laugh, "The sword is the tyrant of all weapons; this is how it should be utilized!"
He gripped the sword with both hands, his aura suddenly soared, and he swung it down fiercely, as if he could split mountains and cleave through valleys!
In that instant, even if a mountain or sea stood before him, they could be severed in a single stroke!
When the Tyrant Sword met the slender and fragile blade of light, it emitted a thundering blast akin to two mountain giants wielding hammers and striking them together with all their might!
Wang Ziyuan felt as if he were struck by the palm of an Ancient behemoth, his whole body violently trembled, his arms instantly went numb, and the enormous treasure sword was sent flying high into the sky, soaring hundreds of feet before it suddenly shattered into countless pieces.
Wang Ziyuan's mind went blank.
