Sword intent as weighty as heaven and earth radiated from Dongfang Hao.

Lu Yun had the suffocating feeling that he faced not the man nor his sword, but the entire world. Expression grave, he held the axe and the spear and stared coldly at Dongfang Hao.

There seemed to be a barrier wrapped tight around him, isolating him from the outside world. Lu Yun’s attacks weren’t able to even touch him.

Hum!

After an indiscernible period of time, a giant sword slowly materialized from the air: the Sword of Chaos in its true form.

“Die!!” Dongfang Hao took flight again. With a powerful battle cry, he swung the heavy sword at Lu Yun from above, as if he wielded the very world.

Giant sword looming in his sights, Lu Yun felt as small as an ant, helpless as heaven and earth rushed up to crush him. 

“So you’ve got a world, do you?” He took a deep breath and somehow, time seemed to slow around him.

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