"Cough..."
Ye Chen felt the crushing pressure of destruction descending upon his body, making it almost impossible for him to lift his head. The blood moon above the sky was too intense, its ferocity boundless, as if disregarding all rules.
The battle at Myriad Gods Mountain had left Ye Chen profoundly enlightened. At this moment, he could barely wield the power of the Second Level Blood Moon on his own, but such power was too overwhelming, even Ye Chen found it hard to bear.
At the moment, no one was battling Ye Chen, Mo Xue Ming and Xuanyuan Moxie were long gone. If Ye Chen's sword struck the Divine Kingdom, it would likely cleave it in two.
Amidst the turbulent aura, Ye Chen dispersed the power of the Blood Moon Slaughter Sky Slash. The two blood moons slowly vanished from the sky, and his Dust-falling Dragon Subduing Sword lost its brilliance, becoming ordinary.
