"So powerful! Is this the Hand of Sacred Heart's true foundation?"
"Even at this point, he still dares to fight. Black Flame does have some backbone. Unfortunately, God's Domain is no longer what it used to be. Otherwise, with his combat power, he really might have turned the situation around."
"I'd say he just doesn't know how to adapt. Does he really think things are still the same as before? Now he's dumbfounded, isn't he?"
The members of the various superpowers in Silver Wing Town, watching the battle through Magic Water mirrors, looked at Shi Feng as he drew his pitch-black longsword. Some mocked him, some sighed, and some marveled.
The strength Shi Feng had displayed earlier was indeed formidable, monstrous even.
Unfortunately, before a true monster, that little bit of strength could accomplish nothing. At most, it could buy him some time. If Shi Feng had known when to stop earlier and had not taken the initiative to provoke Thousand Eyes and the others, he would not have ended up like this.
Just as the various superpowers chatted and laughed, the pitch-black longsword in Shi Feng's hand suddenly transformed into a mass of black mist, whipping up a storm.
As the black mist storm rose, a dragon's roar suddenly echoed between heaven and earth, making everyone present tremble from the depths of their souls.
Before they could recover from that shudder, a pitch-black sharp claw the size of a small mountain emerged from the black mist that covered an area fifty or sixty yards across.
When the black claw landed on the ground not far from Iron Tooth, the earth caved in as though it were water. Cracks like a spiderweb also appeared throughout the surrounding space, as if the entire space could not withstand that power and