บท 1002: The Return of the Immortal Vampires

Zhang Ruochen's last move had reached the state of Sword Three.

The power of Sword Three, which was displayed by a saint, was surely very different from the rest.

Mr. Nie threw the Saint Meditation Cane upwards, and the wood-elemental power gushed out from it to become a blurring shadow of a towering old tree.

Clank.

It was the shadow of the Saint Thousand-Years Meditation Tree, shaking the space slightly with the power of life, tenacity and destruction. Ripples were seen.

That's right.

The space was shaking.

The power of a saint was strong enough to break the Rules of the Heaven and the Earth, which naturally could affect the stability of the space.

When the power of a saint was strong enough, he might even be able to shatter the space.

The reason why Mr. Nie had used his whole strength to ripple the space was that he wanted to suppress Zhang Ruochen's power of space.