The hundred-meter-long Flame Giant Sword pivoted on Zhu Meique's thought, rising from below to slash at the indifferent giant eye that overlooked the earth from within the dark clouds. It was like a wild, untamable Vermilion Bird defying a higher power, daring to fight even a god!
The Little Pouch flew over and settled on Luo Xiu's shoulder, sighing. "If he had fully mastered that sword technique, I'm afraid few in this world could stand against him."
Luo Xiu nodded lightly in agreement. He looked up at the sky and said, "How many techniques known as 'Divine Skills' are ever simple?"
By now, the Flame Giant Sword had torn through the sky, leaving a straight line of white smoke in its wake, as if splitting the sky dome in two. The ferocious, fearless power was so intense that even Luo Xiu, standing on the ground, felt a tremor run through his soul.
