At this moment, time and space were stretched without end.
Above and below, left and right, across the four quarters of heaven and earth, the river of destiny surged mightily, revealing the destinies of Myriad Forms as it crashed down upon the Light Sea like a burst dam.
At that moment, the towering giant manifested by Lu Yang's command of the Light Sea began to collapse inward. Size and scale lost all meaning within the Void Darkness. In an instant, the giant had compressed into a young man in black robes, identical in appearance to Lu Yang, with flames seemingly blazing in his eyes.
He stood alone.
Yet beneath that seemingly slender body lay the boundless Jietian of the Light Sea, trillions upon trillions of living beings, gods as countless as grains of sand—all of them had forged this body together!
The next second, he moved.
"Vile woman, take my sword."
Facing the river of destiny descending from the heavens, his palm looked so tiny, yet it remained unwavering as he drew a streak of Sword Light from the void.
The Heaven-Execution Sword.
The rank of this supreme Dharma Sword exceeded even Lu Yang's expectations, for it contained not only the contribution of the Great Sword Sect, but also the Sword Lord's years of nurturing.
After all, once the Great Sword Sect of True History had been refined by the Sword Lord into her personal sword, it became the Sword Pavilion Gate. Then, in False History, the Great Sword Sect used its Primordial Spirit as a sacrifice to forcibly seize that sword the Sword Lord had refined over many years, turning it to its own use. That was how the Heaven-Execution Sword of today came to be.
"Sever!"
The next moment, the sword edge rose. Dazzling Sword Light instantly illuminated