Far fewer than Xu Haoran had.
This bit of Divine Power—how could it possibly withstand the eruption of Lu Changsheng's blade carrying the strength of 10,000 cauldrons?
Four layers of Divine Power shattered in an instant under the blade's light.
At the same time, the blade light descended, directly splitting Dong Mao in half.
"Splat."
Dong Mao made no sound as his two halves collapsed to the ground.
Silence!
The entire Golden Swamp froze.
It was as if deathly stillness had overtaken everything.
Shock!
The shock was overwhelming!
None of the martial artists from the Five Domains had seen Lu Changsheng before.
Nor had they witnessed his skills.
But now they had.
Lu Changsheng took action, and with one strike, Dong Mao was slain.
How ferocious was this?
"Dong Mao's four layers of Divine Power were like paper—how strong is Lu Changsheng's power behind that blade?"
