Heaven and earth suddenly fell still again. Sword Qi was born amid the roar of the tides; once this Qi was unleashed, all sounds fell silent.
The wind did not stir, clouds flowed in stillness, and even the dust and smoke dancing wildly across the sky froze motionless. Even the gray-white dragons and serpents coiling around the demonic god-like figure seemed suspended in midair.
On Dragon Pool Island, a full thousand martial arts experts felt an indescribable magnetic field spread outward. As their five senses distorted, it seemed to seal the entire island within it.
The frozen world was reflected in their eyes, yet everyone caught in its reach lost control over their own bodies!
Even someone as extraordinarily gifted as Chen Zhiming, or with True Gang as deep and robust as Han Ting's.
Even a Buddhist Grandmaster like Huijue was nearly pinned in place, unable to move.
They could only watch helplessly as that peerlessly stunning streak of sword light swept toward the gray-white figure at a speed that appeared exceedingly slow, yet in truth surpassed the speed of sound by an unknown number of times.
Wherever the sword light passed, it sealed everything away. The humming of its sword waves resembled an ape's howl, and the spreading ripples shattered the void. Whether light or dust, all were ground clean away, like a spirit sword washing heaven and earth clean, scouring away all things!
With this sword unleashed, dense Gang Qi erupted and purged heaven and earth.
In essence, Gao Qun's Martial Momentum had already taken on some of the rudimentary flavor of a Venerable Domain!
At this sight, the various Grandmasters erupted in uproar, their cries rising one after another: "What terrifying sword gang! No wonder Gao Qun dared challenge Venerable Chen—he truly has the confidence...
"Little Meng