When the two swords clashed once more, it was like sparks plunging into the sun. Light burst forth in an instant, while the collision of immense force formed visible ripples in the air that spread outward in expanding rings.
Below, within the Fangtai Sect encampment, the cultivators were also looking up to watch the battle. Feeling the fierce, violent might emanating from above, Wan Ming, Wen Liang, Shi Yue, and the others all released their Heartlight Seals, shielding the encampment and its disciples within.
The soldiers standing farther away felt gust after gust of fierce wind sweep over them, making their military robes flutter. Their eyes filled with astonishment.
Even the aftershocks of the battle, after traveling all the way to them, could stir up such powerful winds. This undoubtedly gave them a fresh understanding of the strength of both sides.
When Wang Chongjin saw that Zhang Yu had not yielded even an inch beneath his sword, he was genuinely somewhat surprised.
The divine ability on his sword multiplied its force severalfold, yet in a direct contest of strength, it could only contend evenly with Zhang Yu. Just how formidable was this man's heart force?
One had to know that whenever he had fought Mo Guangchen in the past, once this divine ability was unleashed, the latter could only use changes in his sword techniques to contend with him in order to avoid a direct clash. The fighting methods of the two sides would immediately be turned upside down.
Yet with Zhang Yu, it seemed to have no effect whatsoever. To him, his opponent's aura was vast as the sea and heavy as a mountain. Pressing forward with nothing but grand, upright momentum, Zhang Yu could no longer be shaken in the slightest.
Though thoughts churned in his mind, his