"Impressive courage!"
The eyes of King Zhuanlun's Eight-armed Dharma Aspect suddenly opened, his voice booming like thunder, reverberating in all directions.
In an instant, the mountains and forests trembled, making the Great Snow Dragon Horses restless.
As the voice fell, the hand holding the Demon Suppressing Sword suddenly moved.
Before the sword arrived, the sword light accompanied by the roar of golden divine thunder tore through the void as if splitting heaven and earth, striking down upon Jiang Ning's six-meter Golden Body.
As the sword light passed, it seemed to cut through the world, splitting the air like seawater.
Such power was enough to split a mountain in half.
Seeing this scene, Prince Zhenbei and Beicang King both looked shocked.
With just this one sword, he could split the Celestial Palace City.
This magnificent city, towering on the mountain peak for nearly a millennium, was about to be destroyed by a single sword strike.
