Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless lightning tribulations twisted like silver dragons, piercing through the void as though they would pour out all the energy within the lightning domain.
The many Divine Emperor experts who witnessed this scene all sucked in a breath of cold air. These lightning tribulations contained supreme heavenly might, like the wrath of the heavens.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The terrifying lightning tribulations continued for the time it took half an incense stick to burn, as if the apocalypse had descended.
In the void, the lightning tribulations dispersed, and the tribulation clouds vanished without a trace. Where Lu Ren stood, purple lightning remained, burning like violet flames. Once the lightning faded, a figure slowly emerged before everyone's eyes.
That figure was shrouded in a sword phantom, like a sword immortal descending into the world.
The sword phantom actually bloomed with black radiance.
"H-He's... not dead..."
Many Martial Artists stood with their mouths agape, their hearts trembling.
Lu Ren had not suffered the slightest injury. It seemed that all the lightning tribulations had been blocked by his Sword Soul.
"Han Taiji, let us compare again. Is the First Bloodline stronger, or is the First Battle Soul stronger?!"
Lu Ren roared, and the sword phantom enveloping his body burst forth with black radiance.
Streams of the aura of Void of Destiny emanated from the Sword Soul, as though Lu Ren's destiny could neither be fathomed nor captured.
Han Taiji's pupils shrank slightly, and even his lips trembled. He had actually sensed an intense bloodline suppression from Lu Ren's Sword Soul.
It was not only Han Taiji. Every bloodline Martial Artist present felt the Void of Destiny Battle Soul and likewise sensed bloodline suppression.
"His Sword Soul can actually suppress bloodlines!"
Heavenly Consort said in astonishment.
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