Ling Feng clicked his tongue: "Wow, Kai Tian—such a domineering name. Could it be the one Pangu used to create the world back then?"
As he spoke, he lightly swung it.
No blade glint was seen, yet the stone box in front instantly shattered!
"Holy crap!"
Ling Feng was stunned, suddenly not daring to move recklessly while holding Kai Tian.
A casual swing could generate such immense power, something he hadn't anticipated.
Swallowing hard, Ling Feng cautiously looked at the weapon in his hand, then raised it and swung it toward the desolate terrain ahead.
Boom!
A cloud of dust soared, and a deep trench was plowed into the barren wasteland before Ling Feng.
"Wow!"
Seeing the trench half a meter deep and stretching three or four dozen meters, Ling Feng widened his eyes.
Then a thought crossed his mind, thinking that he just swung it lightly, without even using Spiritual Power!
