In the unseen depths, countless beings vaguely glimpsed a phantom in blood armor, standing astride a colossal beast, slaughtering ten thousand beasts, washing countless races in blood, establishing peerless might, and sweeping across the universe.
That murderous might.
Crowned heaven and earth.
Pressed down upon all races.
Magnificent and radiant.
Scorching the eyes.
Whoosh!
The ancient sword tore through the air.
The True Dragon phantom trembled, its gaze quivering slightly, as though it had recalled a horrifying nightmare too dreadful to look back upon. After a moment of struggle, it threw back its head with an enraged roar and swung a claw.
The giant claw was like a mountain.
It tore apart the Heavenly Light.
It came like thunder.
Unlike Flood Dragons, True Dragons were proud and unruly. Even when facing an unspeakable, peerless enemy, they would never retreat without a fight.
Of course.
Xiao Chen had disguised this sword strike with the Void Illusion Technique.
The image of Dragon Slayer had not been fully revealed.
Moreover, the Azure Dragon Sacred Soul lacked a physical body, and part of its inherited memories had been lost.
At the sight of the Dragon Slayer Sword's radiance, it merely felt instinctive fear.
After hesitating slightly, it still chose to strike with fierce resolve.
However.
Dragon Slayer.
Dragon Slayer.
It was specially made to counter all dragonkind beneath heaven.
The scarlet sword light shattered the heavens. Amid piercing sounds of flesh being cut, a crimson rift appeared between the Azure Dragon's enormous claw, covered in azure scales and wreathed in majestic demonic light, and its dragon body.
Before the terrified, deathly horrified eyes of the countless beings, that True Dragon claw suffused with unfathomable supreme divine might was actually severed by Xiao Chen's single sword strike, dissipating into smoke.
Dark-red blood surged forth.
Falling