The five fingers clenched, grasping the hilt of the giant sword. The sword, resembling a massive fan, swung violently, and the wind howled.
In Zhang Yunhu's brow, a brilliance akin to a red date suddenly burst forth and trembled.
The divine shrine abruptly floated up from behind him, a chain clanked down, piercing into his spine, allowing the Temple God Divinity to crazily pour into his body at this moment!
Swoosh——!
The wind roared, the sword swung violently!
The surging sword intent, thick and substantial as if material, shot up from the White Jade Square like a pillar, arrogant and domineering!
"Purple Mansion Divine Sect... Ba Dao!"
Zhang Yunhu leaned forward, instantly, as if breaking through a storm, dragging that immense giant sword, charging horizontally across the White Jade Square.
The smooth white jade bricks on the ground were plowed into trenches by the sword!
