Almost at the moment when Zuo Qiucheng's sword was about to fall,
Boom!
An inconceivable aura erupted, and the sword that Zuo Qiucheng was about to cut down suddenly froze—it stopped abruptly.
Zuo Qiucheng's eyes fiercely shifted towards Mon Tianran at this moment.
Dou Li did the same, his eyes originally filled with slight disdain, but now they changed into a look filled with astonishment.
At this moment, everyone in the grand hall was looking at Mon Tianran.
And their gazes toward Mon Tianran were filled with deep astonishment.
At this moment, Mon Tianran felt an endless power surging into his body from the Heavy Rain Heavenly Sword.
It was a powerful force!
It was a force capable of destroying everything, of burying everything.
It was the power he had desperately desired!
Boom!
Mon Tianran stomped on the ground, and turtle-patterned cracks crazily spread from where his feet touched.
