"Swoosh!"
That Mist Blade expanded in an instant, reaching ten thousand zhang in the blink of an eye, and hacked down straight at the Wind Bell Battle Sovereign!
"Others may fear you, but you think this Venerable will be afraid of you as well?!"
The Wind Bell Battle Sovereign gave a cold snort, tapped his foot, and the Golden Light Dharmachakra immediately rose into the void, boundless golden radiance surging out from it.
It had to be said, the Peak of the Sub-Immortal Level and an ordinary Sub-Immortal—when they unleashed Immortal Artifacts, the power was utterly different.
The Mist Blade descended, and ruthlessly collided with that Golden Light Dharmachakra.
"Boom!!!"
A deafening rumble rang out, and the golden light on the Golden Light Dharmachakra, in that instant, seemed about to be shaken apart.
While that Mist Blade shuddered violently, then directly vanished between Heaven and Earth.
"Hahahahaha…"
