Chương 747: The Mind-controlling Secret Skill

"Whirr—"

It seemed as if the Void had been hacked open, and a raspy wind-breaking sound broke in.

The sound blasted into Jian Wushuang's face, but he stood rooted in place like an unshakable mountain.

"This guy has already produced his Saber Heart. He is much more powerful than Luo Ao. Yet, he has merely accomplished Step One of the Eternal Realm."

Jian Wushuang murmured to himself. He hoisted his Emperor Sword up in the air, and half of the Sword Heart power from his sea of consciousness was instantly released.

When he killed Luo Ao, he had only used a tenth of his Sword Heart power. But now, he was directly unleashing half of its power.

"Secret Skill, the Netherworld!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes shone. He thrust out his Emperor Sword without mercy, casting out his strongest offensive Secret Skill.

"Whoosh!"

A bright sword light shot out.

In an instant, the climate changed drastically.