"Crack!"
A sword intent, unmatched and condensed, descended from the sky like lightning.
"Boom!"
The deafening sound of the explosion immediately resounded through the clouds.
Even sculptures, invincible as they seemed, could not withstand such a violent impact, and began to show mottled cracks like spider webs.
Observing that the sculpture had started to show signs of cracking, Hu Lang couldn't help but feel ecstatic.
"Haha, Li Chen, let's see how long you can hold out with that turtle shell of yours?"
"Break for me!"
Hu Lang, frenzied and wild, wielded his sword with both hands, and like a blood-soaked Killing God, slashed fiercely towards the sculpture below.
"Boom!"
The sculpture finally couldn't bear the weight and shattered abruptly.
Only the residual soul of Li Chen remained, swaying in the void, seemingly on the brink of disappearing completely at any moment.
Seeing this sight, Hu Lang couldn't help but laugh wildly.
