As the Chaos Sword emerged, a dim multicolored light illuminated the Heavenly Dome!
Kunlong, locked by the Chaos Sword, immediately sensed an extremely dangerous aura. It felt like a shadow was cast over his Divine Thought, or like there was a layer of dust that couldn't be removed.
In an instant, Kunlong's expression changed. A moment ago, he was still baring his claws, taunting Jing Yan. The next moment, his face turned pale, devoid of any color.
Reaching Kunlong's level of cultivation, there is practically nothing or no one in this world that could bring them such a lethal aura of danger. For this reason, every time they sense the aura of death, it strikes a chord of shock and fear from deep within.
The opponent's seemingly ordinary sword strike made Kunlong's soul tremble, even causing his arm holding the Fiery Fire Divine Sword to subtly shake.
"Impossible!"
"This is impossible!"
