Before everyone's eyes, Lin Hao's fist and the Cyan Lotus Sword crashed into each other.
CLANG!
A tremendous crash echoed out, and the very heavens trembled.
The void was pierced through once more!
Both were thrown back at the same time, landing to face each other from a distance.
The fist Lin Hao had thrown was completely unscathed.
"What?!"
"How is this possible?!"
Everyone was utterly stunned.
They all knew Lin Hao's physical body was formidable, as he had reached the supreme state of the Blood Coagulation Realm in the initial grounds. But this was the Cyan Lotus Sword, a manifestation of Lin Wu's Cyan Lotus Divine Soul.
The power of such a sword, wielded by Lin Wu himself, was simply unimaginable.
And yet, Lin Hao had blocked it.
The realization was chilling.
"No, that's not it. Just for an instant, I sensed a power unlike any I've ever felt before," a Martial Artist who was practically a living fossil whispered.
