"Nine Heavens isn't as wretched as you claim, and you traitorous rebels from the old Heavenly City—exiled and banished to the wilderness—will never have the chance to control Nine Heavens! Never!" I gritted my teeth, but at that moment, because I'd drawn one stroke incorrectly for the Godslayer Sword, the Immortal-Slaying Sword in my hand suddenly cracked with a sharp snap!
The black-robed figure stopped laughing and approached me. He lowered his head to look at the Immortal-Slaying Sword, then shook his head and said, "Another weapon of devastation capable of destroying heaven and earth. What a pity that it's just like Nine Heavens. No, it hasn't even been in your hands for very long, has it? What a pity..."
Snap...
Rumble!!
The shattering of the Immortal-Slaying Sword directly jolted me backward. The boundless energy stored within it erupted in that instant. Pale-Colored Origin Lord and I each shielded one person—one blocking Han Shanshan, the other standing before the Sword-Wielding Dao Lord—as we forcibly endured the damage brought by this cataclysmic explosion!
The Immortal-Slaying Sword had been ruined simply because I'd drawn one rune incorrectly.
My expression darkened. Looking at the purple sword broken into two pieces, I felt a pain that went without saying.
I'd originally only wanted to strengthen this sword, but instead of succeeding, I'd destroyed it. This was probably the most tragic moment in the history of Nine Heavens' forging arts. The sword had originally been destined to become a supreme divine weapon capable of releasing a super Great Dao art just once. But now, everything was gone.
Standing where I was, I took a long time to calm the shock in my heart. I glared at the black-robed figure and said coldly, "Since you're so eager to meet your end, you can't blame me."
"Heh