Chapter 643: Heroes on All Sides, but None Dare Speak

The vortex hovered overhead, slowly revolving. It was like a bottomless abyss. The descending, explosive lightning power was relentlessly devoured, scattering radiant, flowing light that illuminated the entire sky. Weng! It was as if invisible hands were tugging on Song Changhe's pine-marked sword. It buzzed and shook in midair. As if it were wailing. The crowd had long since moved further away. When they saw this, disbelief was written all over their faces; it was as if they'd...