Under the watchful eyes of the audience, the thundercloud that engulfed Wyatt Barnes seemed to be forcibly dispersed in an instant.
Boom!!
Immediately, a thunderous explosion reverberated, akin to heaven-shattering earth-shaking.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
...
The next moment, the clear sound of swords whistling filled the ears of those present.
As the thundercloud burst apart, a dazzling white brilliance spread out, revealing countless Sword Energies, easily numbering in the thousands.
Amidst the myriad Sword Energies, a solitary figure appeared, shrouded within, elusive yet visible.
"Impressive power... but alas, this level of attack can't harm me."
Wyatt stood amidst the ten thousand Sword Energies, completely unscathed, without even a hint of damage to his purple attire.
Clearly, the full-force attack from Kaison Truman earlier had failed to harm Wyatt in the slightest.
Shhh!
