Murong Chong's trump card

A strong wind was surging behind him, blowing up endless dust. In the sky, the clouds were rolling and surging, stretching up to 18,000 meters. Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color. Murong Chong's momentum soared into the sky, like the only king between heaven and earth. He stood there like a peerless sword unsheathed, and he could pierce the sky through. The sword was swung out, and the cold and sharp sword light shone. In an instant, the wind stopped, the clouds did not move, and between...