Fan Lang transformed into a colossal sword that soared into the sky. Dao of Laws surfaced across its blade, unleashing all kinds of effects capable of reversing heaven and earth, while sword qi erupted with the force of a tiger's roar and dragon's roar.
Whoosh!
The colossal sword tore through the air, severing all the space before it with a heaven-sundering, earth-cleaving force as it charged straight at the enemy.
Seeing this, the Void Illumination Realm overseer activated the Nine Rings Golden Wings once more and changed his technique. The space before him twisted violently, layers of spatial dimensions shattering inch by inch with deafening, heart-pounding crashes.
The colossal sword Fan Lang had become plunged forward relentlessly into the spatial storm. Whatever obstacles it encountered were all cleaved apart—space, laws, divine power... none could stop this tyrannical strike!
As the overseer watched the colossal sword draw near, his expression changed, his heart filled with both fear and shock. He was merely a True Self Realm Martial God, yet he possessed such power. It simply defied all reason.
None of those who could participate in this Gods' Judgement Arena were ordinary. Their strength far surpassed that of typical Martial Gods of the same realm.
In this Gods' Judgement Arena, defeating an opponent of the same realm was already considered impressive. As for challenging those above one's realm like Fan Lang, he was the only one.
The overseer did not dare let his guard down in the slightest. He went all out, flapping the Nine Rings Golden Wings as he moved at high speed, directly piercing through space and leaving streak after streak of afterimages in midair, impossible to track.
The two engaged in a contest of speed. Fan Lang suddenly accelerated, and a streak of sword light swept around like a