Supreme Sovereign Heaven, Dead

"By the might of a Heavenly Immortal, none in the mortal realm can stand against me! When a Heavenly Immortal descends, demons and devils scatter!"

The Heavenly Immortal Envoy's expression changed. The longsword in his hand trembled, carrying the will to swallow mountains and rivers and dominate the eight wildernesses. His sword was like an ancient waterfall, like a broken heavenly river, crashing toward the Human Emperor Brush. Its technique was so fierce that it surpassed mortal martial arts.

The Human Emperor Brush stood where he was, allowing the sword qi to batter his body. He was like an unyielding boulder that had stood for hundreds of millions of years, an eternal reef.

Clang, clang, clang! Clang, clang, clang... Countless streams of sword qi struck his body without missing a single blow, yet they could not cut even the slightest mark into his skin. His skin was crystalline and delicate, like some rare crystal. Even the sword of a Heavenly Immortal could only produce the sound of rain striking banana leaves, like a breeze brushing across one's face without staining itself with dust.

"Your sword techniques cannot harm me."

The Human Emperor Brush's hair fluttered. With every breath, it seemed as though mountains were being blown into the air. He looked toward the sky, and suddenly it darkened once more. Countless stars glittered as a long river of stars appeared, shining down upon him. Acupoints corresponding to that stellar river appeared across his body. Heaven and earth reflected one another at this moment, perfectly aligned.

Heaven and earth became one, dominating the mortal realm.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Human Emperor Brush stepped forward four times. Each step was like hundreds of millions of trillions of ghosts and gods beating the courage drums of an ancient battlefield. He raised his