Western Bank of Lishui River.
The river water suddenly trembled, creating waves that furiously slapped against the shore.
Countless tiny droplets splattered, and amidst the misty fog, a figure abruptly appeared, sprinting with a broad blade in tow.
As he roared loudly,
the stormy winds and rain descended abruptly, and the sky was illuminated with flashes of lightning.
In his hand, the broad blade suddenly surged with massive electric serpents, faintly lifting as if choosing its prey.
With a single step covering more than thirty feet, in merely the time of two breaths, he had already neared the Heaven Worship Platform.
His opponent had not yet drawn their blade.
The heavy sharpness, like a heavenly saber hanging overhead, pressed down on everyone's necks, making them feel as though disaster was about to strike at any moment, leaving their bones feeling soft and their bodies stiff with cold.