"What Immovable Ming King Technique? I want to see if it's really that tough."
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly. His Divine Sea was fully activated, and boundless Great Dao Divine Power was channeled, merging into the Dao Heaven Sword through his palm.
"Buzz..."
The sound of the sword whistled, the purple-black Sword Light extended for hundreds of feet, like the Sickle Blade of the Grim Reaper, slicing out from thin air.
At this moment, it seemed as if the entire world lost its color, only the purple Sword Light shone in all directions, illuminating this side of the night. The Sword Force, as majestic as a mountain, spread, enveloping the sky over Dragon Flame City, making people breathless.
The terror of this sword was far greater than any sword Mo Wangchen had unleashed earlier, its power at least doubled.
