"You all came."
Bai Ziyue stood up tall, leaped slightly, and jumped off the dog's back.
His eyes opened and closed, the Black God Saber sliced through the air, silent, without waves, slashing out with one stroke.
"This slash..."
Wang Zheng, being a peak first-class expert, had an extraordinary vision. At a glance, he saw the uniqueness of this slash, causing his eyebrows to twitch rapidly, his face dramatically changing color.
In the eyes of others, this slash seemed ordinary, but to him, it was like divine light radiating in all directions, akin to a thunderous strike. The blade was pitch black, exuding a grand and domineering presence capable of annihilating everything.
His scalp tingled, not daring to hold back any longer. His robust inner strength transformed into rolling magma, rushing into his arms in an instant, causing his already thick arms to swell once more, tearing his sleeves apart.
Iron Fist Invincible, Invincible Divine Fist!
