Nine Deaths Rebirth!

The universe was dim and gloomy, all creation withered. This place was like a Dead Star Sea.

Yet the Creation Heavenly Weapon aura radiating from the Ten Thousand Stars Hall carried a terrifying hammer-light that seemed capable of tearing apart the starry sky. It was far too brutal—one strike was enough to flatten billions of mountains.

Boom!

In that instant, Chen Fusheng first lost his hearing. Then his body split apart, blood gushing like a broken dam, and it looked as though he was about to explode on the spot!

Tun Yue was horrified. Chen Fusheng's condition was far too dire. He was being destroyed from within and without, as if even the last trace of blood in him would be ground away.

To experience the aura of a Creation Heavenly Weapon at such close range required even those of the Seventh Realm to proceed with extreme caution. Its fatality rate was simply too high!

Chen Fusheng truly felt as though he had been obliterated in an instant, all his essence, energy, and spirit exhausted, leaving behind only an empty shell.

Drip, drip...

The world fell utterly silent. Chen Fusheng's dazed consciousness vaguely heard the sound of water dripping, as if the gears of fate had reached their final turn.

He trembled, his soul struggling to preserve the last sliver of awareness.

No wonder the Golden Crow Crown Prince had needed Supreme essence to survive. This kind of damage was impossible to resolve. Even though it was not a tangible Creation Killing, the harm it inflicted on the human body was still unbearable.

It was also because Chen Fusheng instinctively held the Thunder Sword against it. The faint light radiating from the sword embryo revealed the Thunder Star System and wrapped around Chen Fusheng's bloodied, ruined body.

At that moment,