Shen Lang had suddenly taught Ling Chen the Netherworld King's Three Extremes Sword at a critical moment. Although it was rushed and every second counted, Ling Chen was indeed a genius of the Sword Dao, managing to put on a convincing imitation.
While he hadn't truly grasped much of the profound mysteries of the Netherworld King's Three Extremes Sword in such a short time, and its power was less than one ten-thousandth of the real thing, it was not to be underestimated when combined with the Dragon Bone Holy Sword in his hand.
The very first strike heavily injured the Half-Step King Martial Realm Yuwen Huaji.
"Netherworld King's Three Extremes Sword!"
The moment after the first strike was unleashed…
From the direction of Celestial Phoenix City's West City, beneath the waterfall, a tyrannical and blade-sharp momentum tore through the Azure Vault.
A low shout seemed to suddenly ring out in everyone's minds, each word like a heavy mallet striking a giant drum.
