In just a few short breaths, the Cyan Cloud Sect disciples were covered in wounds, their strength spent. They could only flee in disarray.
Chu Lingguang stood his ground, the tip of his sword pointed toward the earth. He looked like a War God incarnate, and even the surrounding trees seemed to whisper in his presence.
He slowly sheathed his sword, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes. 'The power of Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment is truly extraordinary,' he thought. 'That was almost too easy.'
The Cyan Cloud Sect disciples fled even faster. They knew Chu Lingguang's strength was unfathomable, and they had no hope of fighting back today. Their only option was to escape and hope for a future chance at revenge.
And so, with the power of his Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment, Chu Lingguang had easily achieved victory. His name was sure to spread even further throughout the cultivation world.
