A Talent So Absurd It Defied Belief
While Qu Heng's thoughts ran wild.
Bi Fan had already swiftly reached the highest point.
He closed his eyes, no longer looking at the countless illusions—identical in appearance, yet striking every conceivable pose, each one coquettishly showing off.
The Sword Qi swirling around him grew ever sharper.
Those illusions couldn't get anywhere near him.
He raised the Giant God Sword high in his hand.
An endless sense of justice and a spirit of Sacrifice for Others swelled in his chest.
Black flashes appeared now and then around the Sword Qi.
That was the space controlled by Bi Fan's Soul Power.
He drew a deep breath.
Bi Fan suddenly swung the Giant God Sword in his hand, brimming with righteousness, and shouted, "Taste my righteous strike!"
He swung his sword.
Blinding light, accompanied by black Spatial Cracks, illuminated the entire illusion array.
The Sword Light grew larger and larger.
At last, the light seemed to transform into a painting.
In the painting, Bi Fan overcame one perilous obstacle after another.
Whenever he faced adversity, Bi Fan remained fearless, charging to the front for the greater good.
In this scene of sacrifice for the greater good, every time Bi Fan struck out, his power turned into Sword Qi.
Sword Qi without equal!
Finally, this unmatched Sword Qi charged toward the depths of the earth like a mad beast.
"Whoosh!"
The fierce Sword Qi ignored the sticky resistance of the blood river and reached the depths of the earth in an instant.
Watching Bi Fan all this time, Qu Heng couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw this. Fear showed on his face.
After sensing it carefully, Qu Heng was quite certain that he couldn't withstand the power behind Bi Fan's move.
If he