As he spoke, Lin Xuan raised his hand and grasped World Extinction. Lowering his eyes, the forms and moves of the Nine Slashes of World Extinction continuously surfaced in his mind.
Before long, the World-Extinguisher Blade Tomb trembled, and one blade-wielding phantom after another began to emerge.
In but an instant, the blade-wielding phantoms turned into a pitch-black tide, wave after wave crashing toward Lin Xuan.
Killing intent permeated the entire World-Extinguisher Blade Tomb as the blade-wielding phantoms charged at Lin Xuan one after another, fearless and unending.
They drew near. Blade-wielding phantoms surrounded Lin Xuan from every direction, above and below, their black mist-forged sabers tearing through the air as they slashed toward him.
A dense forest of blades was about to fall upon Lin Xuan, as though he would be hacked to death by a chaotic flurry of sabers the very next second.
Yet at that moment, Lin Xuan had already opened his eyes. Power flowed slowly within him, and he swung his blade.
Beginning with the first slash, Slaughtering Heavens, Lin Xuan swung one slash after another, unleashing heaven-swallowing power throughout the World-Extinguisher Blade Tomb.
The third floor of the Soul Suppressing Pagoda was dyed in Rosy Clouds of every color. With every slash Lin Xuan delivered, countless blade-wielding phantoms burst apart in the air.
A tyrannical aura filled the entire space. With his blade in hand, Lin Xuan rushed from midair into the nine heavens, carving out a vacuum passage, then descended from the sky and slashed out a vast vacuum zone.
That was not all. Lin Xuan also darted across the earth and the heavens; wherever he passed, every blade-wielding phantom crumbled apart.
However, the World-Extinguisher Blade Tomb had been born for blade practice. No matter how many blade-wielding phantoms Lin Xuan destroyed, densely packed