Boom!
Nine golden crows shattered one Seven Emotions Sword Domain after another, smashing through layer upon layer of obstacles. Neither space nor karma could stop the golden crow suns that had descended from the Age of Dharma Decline.
All manner of destructive killing intent filled Wei Zicheng's heart, making him ever colder as he stared indifferently ahead.
All his mana and divine sense poured into the Seven Emotions Sword Domain. He could think of nothing else.
Fast!
The Great Sun Sword Son's sword was too fast!
The instant a flaw appeared, it was immediately seized upon, followed by a savage breakthrough that tore through layer after layer. He did not even have time to burn himself!
If he failed to block this sword, he would die in an instant!
No matter how powerful his hidden trump cards were, they would be useless. This tiny difference in timing alone meant death without a burial ground.
This Great Sun Sword Son respected him far too much!
Golden crows of destruction descended one after another, exploding with a roar and annihilating all directions. Again and again, omens of death surged in like tides, unceasing, as though they would continue until eternity.
At last,
At a certain moment, an exceedingly tiny opening appeared.
From somewhere unseen, a faint sigh arose.
"Good!"
"You blocked it!"
Wei Zicheng was overjoyed.
Under such a lightning-fast ambush, he had ultimately blocked it!
He had finally gained a fleeting chance to catch his breath. He would not die in stifled misery, die in humiliation, before even displaying all his strength.
How precious was this instant of respite?
It could be said that this was a once-in-a-lifetime sliver of survival. Miss it, and death was certain!
"Come!"
"Fellow Daoist! Please die!"
Wei Zicheng roared madly. Waves of the seven emotions