Boom!
Nine Golden Crows smashed through one Seven Emotions Sword Domain after another, breaking through layer upon layer of resistance. Neither space nor causality could stop the assault of those Golden Crow suns descended from the age of waning magic.
Every kind of murderous intent filled Wei Zicheng's heart, leaving him colder still as he stared impassively ahead.
He poured all his magic power and spiritual sense into the Seven Emotions Sword Domain. Nothing else occupied his mind.
Fast!
The Great Sun Sword Heir's sword is too fast!
The moment it found the slightest opening, it seized it, broke through with savage force, and tore through layer after layer. Wei Zicheng might not even have time to burn himself!
If he failed to block this strike, he would die instantly!
No matter how powerful his trump cards were, they would be useless. That single instant's difference would leave him dead without a place to be buried.
The Great Sun Sword Heir respected him far too much!
Destructive Golden Crows descended one after another, exploding and laying waste to everything around them. Again and again, premonitions of death surged over him like an unending tide, as though they would last forever.
Finally,
At one moment, the faintest opening appeared.
From somewhere beyond perception came a soft sigh.
"Good!"
"I blocked it!"
Wei Zicheng was overjoyed.
He had survived that lightning-fast assault!
At last, he had won an instant to breathe. He would not die a stifled, humiliating death before showing his full strength.
How precious was that instant of respite?
It was his one and only thread of life. Miss it, and death was certain!
"Come!"
"Fellow Daoist! Please die!"
Wei Zicheng roared in frenzy. Waves of Seven Emotions Sonic Waves spread in every direction, annihilating whole stretches of stars.
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