Chapter 802

At this moment, inside the ruins, the battle between Bai Feng and He Zhengtao had reached a white-hot climax. He Zhengtao's all-out strike carried a destructive, apocalyptic aura as it whistled through the air with overwhelming, unstoppable momentum. Where the blade Qi swept, the previously calm air was violently sliced by an invisible, razor-sharp edge, emitting a hair-raising hissing sound as if the very space was buckling under the tyrannical blade and on the verge of shattering. Bai Feng's eyes instantly narrowed, a cold glint flashing within them, yet his heart remained as calm as an ancient well, devoid of the slightest trace of fear. At this critical, life-or-death juncture, his figure abruptly transformed into a streak of black lightning, moving so fast that it was almost impossible for the naked eye to catch.