BOOM!!!
The deafening blast echoed through heaven and earth, as if it would tear the world apart.
The massive pillar of lightning was cleaved clean in two by the vicious dragon-patterned blade! Its violent power was forcibly diverted, turning into countless tiny electric snakes that shrieked as they shot in every direction, blasting the pit walls to pieces and filling the air with dust.
Heaven and earth fell silent.
"Hiss~~~ He... He really cut through the lightning?!"
Xiao Ran's strike left everyone dumbfounded. The members of the Changchun Association watching from afar sucked in sharp breaths, while Po Jin's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets, his face filled with utter disbelief.
As a Weapon Master, Po Jin knew all too well how impressive that strike was.
With that single blow, Xiao Ran's swordsmanship had already shown the makings of a Dao-Achieving Celestial.
"This guy!! Has he gone mad?"
But after his brief shock, Po Jin couldn't stop the corners of his lips from curling upward.
To challenge heaven with his own body and defy its will—this kid was asking to die.
Though he didn't know the reason, Po Jin was more than happy to watch Xiao Ran die.
Sure enough, after that strike, the sky fell silent.
The thunder that had rumbled incessantly across the heavens gradually faded away.
But Xiao Ran's expression grew even more grave.
"Oh no, this is bad!" Golden Toad Son cried out repeatedly. "This is bad! That kid's defying heaven. Something terrible is going to happen."
Even Qi Jinguang had never seen Golden Toad Son look this anxious, let alone Wu Man.
Even back in Huang Chao's Ghost Capital, when they'd faced that desperate situation, Golden Toad Son had never looked so worried.
The Young Taoist's strength was a mystery, but he usually seemed