The golden saber cut through space, light radiating from it, looking like a blade that could cut down the heavens. It was filled with a destructive will as it slashed down.

Long Chen’s entire focus was concentrated on this golden saber. In fact, he felt as if he had merged with the saber. There was no longer any him or it.

This was the first time Long Chen had had such a feeling. This was a kind of extremely mysterious and amazing state.

Zhao Changxing’s palm attack was something he had worked his entire life for. His hatred of Long Chen made it so he didn’t hesitate at all to bring out his full power to kill him.

But the instant Long Chen’s original saber was replaced with this golden saber, he immediately felt a chill.

It was as if he was now facing an ancient monster that had suddenly opened its eyes. His heart trembled in fear, but he was unable to change his attack now. His palm continued smashing down.

BOOM!

The land exploded when the palm and saber met. Trembling akin to an earthquake spread for hundreds of miles. Even the distant city’s walls were cracking from it.

A terrifying gale of wind shot out in all directions, bringing with it a huge wave...