Push back Lu Hong, the Lord of Heavenly Martial began conjuring his ultimate skill.
An immense pressure descended slowly from the sky; although it was merely demigod level, the force unleashed by this move had already surpassed the limits a demigod should possess!
"I haven't made a move for ten years. Being defeated by this strike brings you glory, Lord of the Star Sea!"
Holy Light surged around the Lord of Heavenly Martial, resembling a Divine Lord descending from the heavens.
Moments later, clouds surged across the sky, white clouds swirling and forming a massive cloud hole.
A colossal sword, over a thousand feet in diameter, descended slowly from the cloud hole.
At this moment, the Lord of Heavenly Martial let out a low exhale: "Heaven-shaking Imperial Sword!"
Watching this unparalleled great sword, Lu Hong knew he was already locked in and could only fight, with nowhere to escape.
At this moment, every eye on the battlefield was focused on this astounding imperial sword.
