Wang Anfeng reached out his hand.
The Heavenly Emperor's expression suddenly changed. The remaining Celestial experts roared and charged forward, placing themselves between Wang Anfeng and the Heavenly Emperor. Wang Anfeng held a sword that once belonged to his father, channeling a thread of Heavenly Dao Qi that didn't originally belong to him, forcibly directing it into the sword.
The sword cast countless lights in his eyes.
At that moment, even the firmament seemed to dim. The low and intense sword hum swept across the seventy-two counties of the land and waters in an instant. Wang Anfeng felt immense pressure, as if bearing the weight of the entire world. Even his Vajra Physique began to crumble from within. He gritted his teeth, knowing he only had one opportunity to deliver this strike.
The hilt of the Zhan Lu Sword, which had absorbed the Dragon Qi of the entire world, was scalding hot, like a burning sun.
Wang Anfeng gripped the sword tightly and stepped forward fiercely.
