Though mountains lay spent and seas ran dry, it would reach anywhere!
With this sword, no matter where you were, it sought only to press forward without retreat, never stopping until death.
Its awe-inspiring Sword Might was tyrannical to an utterly unreasonable degree.
The instant Evil Sword Venerable's figure was blasted back, he had already experienced the power of this sword.
Yet even he had not expected it to be this terrifying.
As he was forced back, he struck repeatedly, trying time and again to shatter the sword strike.
But it was all in vain.
Only after being driven back thirty thousand zhang did he finally seem to make up his mind. He bit through the tip of his tongue, and his cultivation suddenly surged by a great deal. His Bronze Sword slashed out furiously, and only then did he break that sword strike.
When he steadied himself, Evil Sword Venerable's face had gone several shades paler, and his expression darkened.
He had vastly underestimated Xiao Jian's terror.
He had thought that no matter how formidable his opponent was, he could not possibly exceed the scope of the Five Eternal Realms.
But now, it seemed that was not the case at all.
In the Eternal Heaven Domain, he had fought for who knew how many years. Through countless slaughterous battles, he had carved out the illustrious reputation of the "Number One Person Under the Emperor Seat" with his own blood and blade.
Yet now, Xiao Jian had sent him flying thirty thousand zhang with a single sword strike. The gap between them was plain to see!
All this seemed slow, but in truth, it had happened in the span of one sword strike.
When they saw Evil Sword Venerable being sent flying, the Heavenly Sovereigns who had long since fled