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In the western lands, terrifying power tore open black rifts one after another. The aftershocks from colliding Soul Power kept spreading, shattering the surrounding rocks and trees, and even the earth trembled beneath them.
For a time, sand and stones flew across the area, the sky darkened, and it was as though the end of the world had descended.
All at once, a flash of gilded silver light appeared, like the Sun and Moon Shine Together, hanging high in midair.
That radiance was unstoppable, as if it could split the firmament and sever all sharp thorns. Like a white rainbow piercing through the blazing sun, it dragged a long, winding tail of light across the vast sky, as though a divine brush had painted a dazzling wonder in the void.
In that instant, the dragon's roar abruptly turned into a shrill wail, as if fate itself had seized it by the throat.
At the same time, the clear, ringing sword cry, like music from the heavens, grew even more impassioned, resounding through the clouds like pounding war drums.
Everything within a ten-li radius was instantly dragged into a realm of extreme cold.
Frost poured down from the nine heavens like countless strands of silver drifting through the air, and like shattered jade from the river of stars spilling into the mortal world.
The enormous Heavenly Zenith Divine Sword, this peerless divine weapon in Dharma Idol form, carried endless might as it came crashing down.
Where the sword light passed, everything turned silver-white, like the boundless, snow-covered splendor of the northern lands—vast and desolate, displaying all its grandeur and majesty.
Yet before this shocking sight had faded, the scene before them changed again.
The sword intent of the Seven Kill Sword flowed and