Below the void.
A clan member of the Calamity Blood Crocodile tribe looked up in surprise at the young man in white standing motionless with a sword in hand, and said, bewildered, "Could this guy have been scared silly?"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
The Calamity Blood Crocodile King looked gravely at Ye Yun and waved his hand, decisively dismissing his clan member's guess.
The young man in white before them, although just standing with a sword in the void, seemed to have reversed the great forces of heaven and earth at this moment.
It was as if all balance originated from the sword before his chest.
This feeling was extremely mystical.
The Calamity Blood Crocodile King had never felt this magical feeling in his life.
At this moment, he seemed to have an illusion.
A sword in front of his chest.
The great power of the world was contained in the sword, any attack could not break it.
"Such remarkable swordsmanship..."
