"Buzz buzz!"
The thirteen Divine Swords erupted with dazzling golden light, each filled with an incredibly domineering sword aura, causing the space to tremble violently.
Even though Feng Wuchen had exhausted a massive amount of energy and was severely injured, with the help of the beast soul and the thirteen Divine Swords, his aura now reached unprecedented strength.
"Tian Tong! This is the last fight!" Feng Wuchen shouted, suddenly waving his hand as the thirteen Divine Swords flew in unison, shooting out like flashes of lightning, their power akin to sky-shattering missiles, overwhelming in might.
"Wind Shadow, your strength truly grows more admirable; with the Divine Artifact beast soul and the support of the thirteen Divine Swords, such formidable strength, you can definitely be proud under the Heavenly Deity Realm." Tian Tong remarked coldly, genuinely appreciative.
