Each Deploys Their Means, Taking the Stage in Succession

The gray-white giant hammer and golden sword sun collided solidly.

There was no sound.

Or rather, the sound had exceeded the realm of hearing.

Only a destructive, invisible shockwave expanded madly in all directions in a spherical shape. Wherever it passed, space filled with cracks like a shattered mirror. The Sunken Star Sea below was pressed into a terrifying, bottomless depression a million li wide, its dark waters completely emptied in less than an instant.

The spherical barrier caved inward to its limit, golden light flashing wildly across its surface as it flickered between bright and dim. Countless sword qi runes shattered and reformed.

Inside the formation, over a third of the Great Swordsmen spat blood and fainted. Even the Chaos God-level elders were pale-faced, their auras in disorder.

The bone island beneath Bone Slaughter Great Demon also shook violently under the terrifying impact, countless cracks splitting across its surface.

Neither side had held back with that strike!

"You actually blocked it?" The soul fire in Bone Slaughter Great Demon's eye sockets flickered a bit, as though he were somewhat surprised. Though his attack had appeared effortless, he had actually used his full power. He considered it no weaker than a strike from Yin Tian God.

The Thousand Peaks Sword Array's defensive power was even greater than he had expected.

"As expected of one of the eight branches of the Myriad Transformation Sword Sect. You do have some foundation." He slowly withdrew his hands from their grasping position. The gray-white giant hammer dissipated, and the Molten Bone Demonic Domain contracted slightly. His gaze fell upon the unconscious Great Swordsmen within the sword array. "But how many more attacks like that can you endure?"

Yue Qianzhong forcibly suppressed his surging blood and the backlash from the formation. A cold calculation flashed