"Eight Desolates Boundless, Sole Sovereign. Five Elements Golden Radiance, Proudly Battling the World."
Under this suffocating pressure, Kong Ming's eyes grew increasingly wild, his undefeated battle spirit shooting towards the heavens.
Although he stood at the center of the spiritual pressure, he created his own space.
Within three zhang of Kong Ming, not a bit was affected by the spiritual energy hurricane.
Fragments of stone floated upwards against gravity, then were shattered into powder under an invisible force.
"Sword Sweeps the Sky, Slaying Demons and Devils."
Kong Ming used his finger as a sword, slicing nine times in succession in the void.
Nine streaks of golden radiance danced like dragons, rapidly swirling around Kong Ming and Ying Sha.
The rotation speed grew faster and faster, in Ying Sha's view, it was impossible to distinguish whether there were nine streaks or just one.
Only a golden circle was visible, flying around.
"Is the pressure decreasing?"
