The Sword Intent was fierce and terrifying, soaring straight into the clouds and slicing cracks through the space itself. The crimson dragon wailed, its scales shattering even before the Sword Intent fully struck its body.
Finally, with a single slash, the world seemed reduced to endless waves of sword light.
The crimson dragon let out a long roar as dragon blood spilled across the void. Tianhuo’s expression changed, his flaming hair whipping about as he punched toward the void. The space shook, his fist intent piercing through like the blinding light of a breaking dawn.
Chapter 141