"A City-toppling Sword Xuanyuan Po, Heaven Jealous of All Life, Two Souls Severed!"
Under countless watching gazes, Xuanyuan Pozhen roared, and his figure suddenly launched like a bullet, spinning wildly. His motion stirred rolling evil energy that soared skyward with a single sword strike, as though the Sword God had descended from the west—one sword shattering the void, piercing mountains and rivers.
This strike simultaneously bore the conceptions of "City-toppling", "Heaven's Jealousy", and "Soul-breaking" as if the star river fell, and the world collapsed.
Rumble!
The body of Xuanyuan Pozhen swept up a violent whirlwind midair, the golden sword light danced like countless long whips, carrying overwhelming evil energy, reversing the airflow, scattering the Vigorous Wind, and overwhelmingly sweeping towards Ling Feng.
"Well-come!"
