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Lin Mo also felt the Void Flame Lord's power. The Spirit Abyss Dragon Emperor's phantom let out another dragon roar, and its dragon claw struck out fiercely. A massive dragon-claw imprint, carrying Sacred Power and Dragon Power, slammed hard into the Black Barrier. Boom! With a tremendous crash, wide cracks appeared across the Black Barrier again, and its repair speed was far slower than the rate of destruction. A thread of blood spilled from the corner of Lin Mo's mouth. The prolonged eruption of Dragon Force had damaged his meridians to a certain extent, and his Soul Wings had also grown somewhat dim, but he still gritted his teeth and endured, continuously mobilizing the remaining Dragon Power in his body and pouring it into the Spirit Abyss Dragon Emperor's phantom.

Zhao Feng's condition was not optimistic either. His arms had already begun to tremble, and he was almost unable to keep hold of the huge battle axe. The Soul Power around him had been completely exhausted, and he was relying entirely on the Power of Faith to support himself. But there was still not the slightest retreat in his eyes. Instead, they became even more resolute. He suddenly took a deep breath and poured the last trace of Soul Power in his body, along with all his Power of Faith, into the battle axe. "Sacred Battle Axe: Martyrdom!" Zhao Feng's voice carried a trace of finality. His body actually merged with the battle axe, transforming into a huge golden Light Blade that chopped viciously toward the Black Barrier.

This strike was Zhao Feng's ultimate technique. Using his own Soul Power and Power of Faith as the catalyst, he burned part of his own life force in exchange for extreme power. The golden Light Blade was so fast it reached the