"I have never personally killed a True King. People have always advised me not to do it, but today I want to see exactly what grave karma it will bring about. If it merely unleashes Remnants of Natural Disasters and strange phenomena, I'm afraid that won't be enough to look at!"
Wang Xuan transmitted those words only to Wild King. Though he now harbored the intent to slaughter True Kings from every faction, he still had to avoid provoking those who had originally intended to stay out of it.
If he could avoid fighting, he would avoid fighting. That had always been his principle. He did not enjoy conflict, but once he resolved to strike ruthlessly, he would kill them thoroughly.
With a boom, he swung his sword. In his hands, that massive blade no longer seemed to be cutting through spacetime or tearing apart fate with its sharp edge. Its sheer, peerlessly terrifying force was destructive enough—like some horrifying heavy artifact crashing down, capable of smashing everything apart.
For a moment, All Heavens and Myriad Worlds seemed to be split open and smashed into collapse by that single sword strike. The sight instantly made the bodies of True Kings from every faction tense, as though they themselves stood upon the battlefield.
The light of rules, the power of karma, traces of the great dao—all were swept apart and exploded by Wang Xuan's sword. Nothing could withstand it; it was unstoppable throughout all worlds.
Wild King shifted positions repeatedly and retreated at extreme speed, fleeing from one End of Deep Space to another pitch-black region. Faced with such a world-destroying heavy blow, he did not even dare meet its edge. Even his so-called world-shaking physical strength could not bear it.
Yet Wang Xuan's Great Carefree Journey did not merely allow