"How could this be!"
"How could you possibly unleash such immense power?"
The Great Golden Crow felt the terrifying power, as vast as the heavens themselves, rushing toward him and crushing everything in its path. Disbelief and shock filled his eyes. Yao Ji's Heavenly Eye is indeed a precious treasure of the Heavenly Court, but Yang Jian is just a semi-divine waste with no Cultivation Level. Even if he could manage to activate it, it shouldn't be a threat to me.
Little did he know that after Yang Jian finished praying, Hongmeng had sensed it and casually lent a hand, sending down a wisp of Divine Power to stir the Heavenly Eye.
That wisp of Divine Power cast down by Hongmeng—its might was truly unimaginable.
"No!"
The Precious Sword that the Great Golden Crow held before his chest turned to dust in an instant, and an indescribable, terrifying force extinguished his life in a mere moment.
THUMP.
The Great Golden Crow collapsed stiffly to the ground.
Yang Chan's eyes widened.
