A sword rang out harshly, and then a sword radiance quickly flew at Wan Zhaoyi.
Actually, the sound of his opponent's sword notified him of the attack.
The attack itself was far beyond the speed of sound.
"Awful."
Wan Zhaoyi's pupils contracted and he activated his Holy Qi. When he unfolded his arms, eight 1000-foot-long dragon souls instantly rushed out of his backbone to face the sword radiance in front of him.
"Bang!"
The sword Qi smashed the eight dragon souls in a flash.
Wan Zhaoyi spit out blood and lost control of his body. Abruptly, he flew backward and hit a cliff six miles away.
"Crash!"
The cliff, which was over 1,000 feet high, suddenly collapsed. Gravel fell down and buried Wan Zhaoyi under a mountain of debris.
He half knelt on the ground and gritted his teeth. With a roar, he sent forth golden light and the lofty mountain fell apart.
" Boom!"