Otherwise, if you push the other party too far, it could lead to a lose-lose situation, which wouldn't be a pleasant outcome.
"Father...no."
Wang Qing'er cried hoarsely.
But no one heard it.
Inside the venue, almost everyone's eyes were fixed on that spot, and their pupils contracted simultaneously.
Perhaps, they are about to witness history.
They will witness the burning of the spiritual fire of the first Saint-level powerhouse in the Desolate Heaven Domain in nearly a century.
Although Wang Tianquan is still some distance from being a Saint-level martial artist, he is still able to barely match him with the Rebirth Blade.
"They really pushed Wang Tianquan to his limit."
"Now it depends on how Mo Yuntian controls the situation. A Saint King-like being is not someone that a few Saints can control."
...
There was much discussion among the crowd.
Mo Yuntian, however, did not care at all. The barrier he had released was still in place, which meant that everything was still under his control. He then smiled slightly and said, "I'd like to see just how powerful your little trick is."
Wang Tianquan's eyes gradually filled with a dazzling light.
Then, his expression turned slightly cold, and he slowly raised his hand. With a whoosh, the Rebirth Blade flew into his hand.
The moment it grasped the sword, a powerful sword aura rose out of thin air, leaving sharp marks in the air, and the ferocious sword aura caused the heavens and earth to resound with the intense sound of clashing swords.
A murderous aura permeated the air.
"You've driven me to this point, so don't blame me. Come to hell with me."
Wang Tianquan looked at Mo Yuntian and smiled deeply.
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