Zhou Wanhu was enduring immense pain.
After exchanging blows with Jiang Chen just now, he had felt tremendous pressure. If this continued, he would definitely be no match for Jiang Chen. He might as well use the Profound Tier, First Rank Martial Skill directly. If he could kill Jiang Chen, that would be ideal. If his strength still proved insufficient to kill Jiang Chen, there was nothing Zhou Wanhu could do. He had already given it his all.
To maximize the martial skill's power, he had even used up the little lifespan he had left.
"Jiang Chen, die!" Zhou Wanhu finally succeeded in condensing the War God's Sanction Slash.
This was a move once used by ancient gods to slay their enemies, and its power was utterly terrifying.
The heavens and earth lost their color as gale-force winds erupted all around. A golden giant sword hundreds of meters long descended directly toward the area where Jiang Chen stood.
It had also locked onto Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen could feel the surrounding spatial force pressing in on him, slowing his movements and preventing him from immediately leaving his position.
But did Jiang Chen need to leave?
That was impossible.
"Then let's decide the victor with one move." The demonic dragon Jiang Chen had transformed into spoke with a human voice.
When the people from the War God Palace and Dark Nether saw Zhou Wanhu slash out with such a world-shaking sword, they assumed Jiang Chen would be completely unable to withstand it.
After all, the sword had yet to descend, yet cracks had already appeared across many parts of the ground. It was clear how powerful this strike was.
The mighty aura alone made countless people turn pale.
They would not even dream of resisting such a giant sword. Merely approaching