"Hum, hum, hum!"
Amid the murmurs of the crowd, a terrifying Sword Pressure filled Heaven and Earth.
The Sword Sound howled, and Mo Wangchen's long sword in hand vibrated wildly without end.
Even before this strike had descended, it had already made everyone feel the power of its world-destroying might.
It seemed as if under this single sword strike, even the Heavenly Vault would be cleaved neatly into two halves.
"How terrifying this Sword Pressure is!" The hearts of the crowd chilled as their faces were entirely covered with a look of dread.
"Now, the sword in Divine King Body's hands has probably reached the level of an Immortal Artifact, hasn't it?"
"Is this the power of the Soldier's True Technique? To forcibly elevate the weapon's tier, thus, the attack's power naturally skyrockets by several times, too terrifying!"
No one was not surprised; to them, it seemed as if Mo Wangchen was enveloped in a bizarre halo, inscrutable to the observer.
