Endless winds and clouds, howling and rolling, converged around Hong Zhou. At this moment, Hong Zhou seemed to be stepping on the clouds, holding up the heavens, wielding the Heaven Earth Divine Punishment Sword, transforming into a Heavenly Monarch. With each breath, his aura resonated with all of Thousands Swords City.
Though he hadn't yet acted, the momentum he gathered was unimaginably powerful.
Such a scene, where had any of the billions of martial cultivators in Thousands Swords City ever seen it?
It's simply as shocking as Earthlings seeing an alien spacecraft descend!!!
Quickly.
Below, within Thousands Swords City, countless martial cultivators dropped to their knees, praying fervently, deeply in awe, kowtowing heavily.
In the distance, Hong Yi Ren, with a swollen face, was excited, her eyes filled with an excited, feverish expression, and she couldn't help but shout: "You little bastard!!! Are you afraid now? Desperate? Regretful? Huh?!"
A roar as if venting.
