Dust billowed, and the place felt like the end of the world.
The surging aura filled the air, and Chen Feng’s figure was pushed back hundreds of meters. Fortunately, this staircase was wide enough; otherwise, he would have been thrown out.
The blade energy dissipated.
The Furious Lion Wrathful Qi was reduced to dust.
In the initial collision, they were unable to match the breath they created, which was like a storm and incredibly terrifying.
The patterns of the blade energy had closed up.
However, the cracks that had appeared in the surroundings continued to gradually recover. The power of this blade was indeed terrifying, but it had suppressed its power, erupting from the starting point of Chen Feng’s cultivation.
Therefore, it seemed extremely frightening.