From the side view, those watching could see the form of the Thunder Sword more clearly and were struck directly by its terrifying presence.
The disciples of the Yanbao Sect always knew their junior uncle was powerful, but at this moment, the shock he brought them was indescribable. It made them feel as though heaven and earth were diminutive before his small figure—as if the universe was merely a plaything that he commanded with impunity.
Is this truly human? Holding the Heavenly Sword to punish mortals, who could possibly resist? This is already a god!
Xu Anzhang and Youu Mu's eyes widened, their souls trembling under the majestic Heavenly Sword, even though it wasn't directed at them.
It's over. This time, it's completely over. They knew Shi Chun was certainly doomed.
