"Is this the power of the Star Giant Sword forged by Mo Tingyu?"
Feng Wuheng was utterly shocked. If he had known earlier that the Star Giant Sword possessed such power, then Feng Wuheng would definitely have cultivated the Death Sword with the resolve to die.
After all, once such a Supreme Divine Weapon falls into someone else's hands, it will definitely bring calamity for a thousand years.
Thinking of this, Feng Wuheng felt a deep regret. The Death Sword that he gave up cultivating back then has now been mastered by Ye Xuan, and Ye Xuan has even seized the Star Giant Sword. Feng Wuheng could only be described as regretting to the point of despair.
But in the situation before him, Feng Wuheng simply didn't have the luxury to think too much. Ye Xuan swung the Star Giant Sword, and streaks of razor‑sharp starlight burst from the blade, almost tearing the surrounding space apart, causing the heavens and earth of this world to show signs of collapse.
"Battle."
