Before the mountain range, high in the heavens.
The two men's king source energy seethed, divine radiance swirling around them, luminous motes flooding their bodies like flowing fire and lighting up every direction.
The void.
The drifting clouds.
The mountains and rivers.
All were dyed by the wondrous light rising from the two men.
Dazzlingly brilliant.
Like a dream, like an illusion.
Yet.
Those hideous cracks across the vault of heaven.
Twisted like dragons.
Slowly spread.
Enough to reveal.
Beneath that splendid radiance.
Lurked boundless killing power.
Enough to destroy heaven and earth.
Whoosh!
Zhao Qingyun slashed his sword westward.
Within the sea of clouds.
A tiger's roar rang out like thunder.
Immediately afterward.
Silver radiance surged.
The sea of clouds shattered.
A mysterious rune the size of a millstone.
Quietly.
Descended from the heavens.
Somewhere beyond mortal perception.
A white tiger roared at the sky.
Divine metal cleaved the sun.
And many other visions appeared.
Xiao Chen's expression did not change.
He summoned the Heavenly Thunder Mountain-Splitting Bow.
Exerting strength through both arms.
He drew the bow into a full moon.
Boom!
In an instant.
From every direction.
Thunder and lightning overflowed.
Condensing into a brilliant arrow of light.
That flew to Xiao Chen's bow of its own accord.
Whoosh!
The divine arrow tore through the air.
Its light spread like a wondrous sea.
Piercing the heavens as it flew.
"Supreme... Thunder Art!"
"He actually condensed a heaven-defying King Armament of such unimaginable terror!"
The watching beings' hearts trembled.
They gazed high into the heavens.
Their pupils quivered involuntarily.
The thunder arts.
Heaven's true wrath!
How precious, terrifying, and savage!
A forbidden, mighty power countless people dreamed of, yet could only behold from afar, never grasp.
Xiao Chen had already revealed many Divine Abilities.
Every one.
Was extraordinarily terrifying,