"There is a path to heaven yet you choose not to take it, hell has no gate yet you charge forth..."
Hua Changdeng released the golden roc, signaling certain death. Having endured one covert attack, there was no way that Bazhun'an would be able to unleash a second sword.
This time, Ancestor Hua was furious.
He wanted Bazhun'an to meet his death without a place for burial.
"I command: Kill with Kun Peng!"
...
A stormy tornado spun across the sky, driving the clouds upward.
At Hua Changdeng's command, the Kun spread its wings, and the Peng retracted its claws.
The bloodline skill of the Kun Peng was activated, forming a vertical, radiant Power Upanishad Formation in the great world.
In that instant, the splendor of heaven and earth dimmed.
The saint's will of onlookers swept across the scene, revealing only the terrifying energy golden sphere under the Peng's claw, charged to its utmost, stirring fear in every heart.
The Peng's claws crossed and tore.
