"Ha ha!"
"Hahahaha..."
Witnessing such a scene, the Seven Kill Sword Master suddenly burst into wild laughter, as though he had gone mad.
He still had enough strength left for one more sword strike.
After that strike, it would decide whether he lived or died.
Whether he could take another step forward on the immortal path, whether the Seven Kill Divine Dynasty would be utterly destroyed, whether his many bloodline descendants, his master's many descendants, and everything he cherished would continue to exist in this world.
Everything would depend on this one sword strike of his.
How interesting would that be?
"Ha ha!"
"Your Majesty,"
"Please witness this old man's final sword. I have practiced the sword for several million years; there should still be a trace of talent left in this world. Please witness this sword."
The Seven Kill Sword Master's smile faded as he calmly unleashed his final sword strike.
Clang!
The Seven Kill Sword left its sheath.
The instant this flying sword forged from a skull left its sheath, his entire body crumbled into ash.
Only a bone sword, white as jade, remained where he stood.
This bone sword gleamed with brilliant whiteness. Boundless blood-red light from the Seven Kill Constellation descended from the heavens onto it, carrying the Seven Kill Sword Master's monstrous killing intent as it firmly locked onto his sovereign—the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal, who shone within the Great Dao of Law Annihilation!
"This sword,"
"Is named Seven Kills Tramples Purple Star, Destroying the Array in Music!"
The Seven Kill Sword Master's aged voice howled madly through heaven and earth.
Zheng!
Zheng, zheng!
The music of a zither sounded across the starry sky, its rhythm growing faster and faster. Then came the drums—the unmistakable war drums of an army. This was music of