The universe collapsed, its laws crumbled, and everything was reduced utterly to ashes amid the collision of Dao Artifacts.
Peerless sharpness collided. High in the heavens, three Dao Artifacts unleashed a shocking clash that annihilated everything.
Terrifying momentum swept outward, making every living being tremble. Beneath such a collision, they fell prostrate, not daring to resist and unable to resist, able only to bow and worship without end.
As that dreadful pressure bore down, Ye Xiwen and the others were very close and felt it with crystal clarity.
Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft!
Mouthful after mouthful of blood sprayed out. Many Heavenly Race gods maintaining the grand formation coughed up blood, and the entire formation shook. This was the terror of a Dao Artifact collision.
If the Avici Sword had not flown high into the sky and confined the battle to that place just now, Ye Xiwen might have escaped, but of the Eighth Army, perhaps not even one in ten would have gotten away.
An indescribable dread filled the air. No one could truly fathom such great terror.
Ye Xiwen stared fixedly at the heavens. The Avici Sword was of critical importance to him. It was beyond doubt that it could defeat the Tianqi Emperor Sword, but with another Dao Artifact added to the equation, the situation became entirely different.
Before the blazing radiance had even dispersed, an even fiercer collision began. The Tianqi Emperor Sword seemed to have gone mad, Sword Qi sweeping out continuously like long dragons, piercing the heavens and plunging into the frigid universe.
Yet it was still being suppressed. The sea of blood upon the Avici Sword grew ever more blazing, as though a true Emperor had awakened, savagely suppressing the Tianqi Emperor Sword. Every streak of Sword Qi transformed into a vast Avici Hell, plunging