Facing the Buddha palm that blazed across heaven and earth,
Xiao Chen unleashed a plain sword strike.
It was not that he did not want to use a secret technique.
The Wind Lord Sword simply consumed too much Source Energy.
Xiao Chen's blood surged through his veins.
He felt his Source Energy being drained dry in an instant.
It flowed ceaselessly into the Wind Lord Sword.
In a flash,
the Wind Lord Sword resembled a vicious beast awakening from a long slumber.
Brilliant runes lit up across it.
Killing intent spread.
He slashed out.
The once-dull gray shortsword
suddenly burst into radiance.
It erupted with a gray glow more dazzling than the blazing sun.
Wind Power surged.
It condensed into several dragon-shaped hurricanes.
They spiraled high in the sky.
They scattered the Buddha light filling the heavens.
It was a truly staggering sight.
"That sword light..." Little Doggie, who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion, arrived just in time to see Xiao Chen unleash this heaven-destroying, earth-shattering strike with the divine sword in hand. His pupils contracted slightly, and ten thousand bolts of thunder flashed through his eyes.
A mere First-Level King Realm medicinal catalyst
had actually unleashed a sword strike that outshone heaven and earth.
That sword—
could it be an Emperor Artifact?
But Xiao Chen was merely in the First-Level King Realm.
How could he wield such a divine weapon?
"No... that's wrong. He isn't in the First-Level King Realm. He's in the... Second-Level King Realm. In so little time, he broke through the Second Heavenly Gate of the King Realm!" Little Doggie had initially assumed Xiao Chen was still in the First-Level King Realm, but a brief examination revealed something amiss. Xiao Chen's aura was far stronger than before, giving him another sudden shock.
Recalling that