"Buzz buzz buzz..."
Wang Yuan wielded the Burning Spirit Sword, the immense Sword Pressure spreading like a Heavenly Mountain, suppressing the entirety of Wanhong City.
Even the Void couldn't help but tremble, seemingly unable to bear the presence of this sword, about to collapse under its pressure.
"This sword has tasted Divine Blood. Not to mention your Middle Stage of Heavenly Immortal Realm Cultivation, even strong Late Stage cultivators wouldn't dare take a direct hit. Today, no matter who you are, you'll meet your end under my Burning Spirit Sword."
In mid-air, Wang Yuan stood with his sword, the black Burning Spirit Sword emitting an eye-piercing black glow, sharp and intimidating.
The Great Dao Divine Power surged forth. While Wang Yuan hadn't obtained a Divine Status, with the sword in hand, he could actually invoke a thread of Great Dao Divine Power from within the sword.
Such a thing, Mo Wangchen had never seen before.
