บท 391: Chapter 150 Morning Mushroom (End)_2

With the movement of the man, the elusive filaments stirred again, the whole massive scenario ruthlessly pressed towards the frail boy.

Paving the path for the sword in his hand.

Everyone felt the change in the scenario, cries of astonishment erupted from the stands.

Pei Ye's heart momentarily stopped, frozen in contemplation.

He was, of course, completely engulfed by the sword, and indeed, he could not escape from the fully formed Sword of Intentions.

As the tip of the "Breaking Ground" sword approached Shang Huaitong's throat, a sword of indeterminate height erupted from the man's hand, swiftly pouncing, casting a curtain assembled from tranquility and threads, between the world and him.

The man who stood a hairbreadth away suddenly seemed distant.