"Sword of Damocles, sever all sins!"
Tao Ran's eyes burned blood-red, fresh blood streaming down her cheeks. The excruciating pain tore through her nerves, even making Black Long Straight bite her lips until they bled. Yet she gritted her teeth and endured it without letting out so much as a whimper.
An ornate and sacred longsword materialized above the head of the Dark Avalokitesvara, the Power of Destiny locking its body in place, plunging it into a state of temporal suspension.
Divine punishment descended, and in a blaze of dazzling white light, the Holy Sword struck down!
Lin Weiguo and his veteran group members, well-acquainted with Dantai's strategies, immediately launched their attack as soon as they heard him signaling Tao Ran.
