C649 The Real Wood and the Fake Wood

Just as Linglong was about to crash into the tree trunk, the onlookers gasped in shock. Tang Wan'er had just grasped her golden needle, but it was clear she was too late. The faint-hearted closed their eyes, unable to watch the impending disaster.

In the blink of an eye, a flash of lightning-like sword light sliced through the air, cutting the thick tree trunk cleanly in half