As that star was once again gathered together, it joined the other six massive stars, flickering and swallowing sword light.
Cang Jue's previously rampant smile completely froze.
He looked incredulously at those seven stars swallowing sword light, feeling the terrifying sword intent contained within them, and a huge fear suddenly arose in his heart.
"Impossible! That move should have been your strongest power just now; it's impossible for you to use an even stronger move!"
Cang Jue stared intently at those seven bright stars, shouting madly.
"I told you, don't use your shallow vision to measure this world, Demon Child, truly feel what real despair is."
Lu Qing stood loftily in the sky, like a divine spirit above, looking down indifferently at Cang Jue, who was nearly pressed down to kneel.
Even though the mask obscured his expression, Cang Jue still sensed deep disdain from Lu Qing's eyes.
He was all too familiar with that gaze.
