It must be said, the opponent is indeed skilled - their swordsmanship unheard of. Given time, they might become a powerful Immortal King.
Jiang Hui remained stoic, his left hand slightly flicking, and a massive Firmament Great Finger pressed down towards his opponent.
"Boom, boom, boom…"
"Boom, boom, boom…"
Where the sword-light collided with the giant finger, a vast territory of tens of thousands of miles collapsed. All mountains, rivers, and objects disintegrated into dust.
In an instant, it seemed as if an unprecedented cleansing was taking place. Everything within vision was flattened, broken inch by inch, turned into powder. The dust filled the sky along with scattered runes, like a horrifying stellar sandstorm stirred up...
Everyone's vision was blocked, only those of the True Immortal Level could barely peek in.
Their expressions suddenly changed.
For from the cloud of dust a figure was sent flying backward.
It was none other than the Sword Immortal.