Alone into the Abyss

Astral Realm battlefield.

Deathly silence.

The Storm Emperor felt as if he had plunged into an abyss, his whole body frozen solid. An invisible, powerful force field surged in like a tide, instantly sealing off the world around him.

Psionic Domain!

"You... how could you possibly break free of the seals set by the two Supremes?"

As a mighty god ranked in the top ten of the Astral Realm, the Storm Emperor was naturally no weakling.

Without the Dragon Slayer Sword, the Psionic Dragon was only somewhat stronger than him.

But now, if he did not escape quickly, his life would be in danger.

With a thought, a silver-white spear condensed from storm emerged.

Ancient Artifact: Gun of Destruction.

Its quality was comparable to the finest among top-grade Supreme Treasures.

The spear swept out, tearing open the psionic blockade with difficulty.

The Psionic Dragon's greatsword had already come chopping down!

"My sword carries the power of three thousand worlds. Can you withstand it?"

There were no flashy spells, only ultimate psionic force and weight!

The Ruin Sea within a radius of millions of miles was swept aside, revealing a vacuum region. Time and space trembled and fell into violent disorder. From afar, it looked as though a huge hole had been shaken into the Astral Realm.

The clang of metal rang out.

The Gun of Destruction collided with Dragon Slayer.

The Storm Emperor's body plunged downward out of control.

His face turned ashen. Cracks had actually begun to appear on the Gun of Destruction.

This was Dragon Slayer's might! Damn it, why had he given this sword to the Psionic Dragon?

And how? When had it broken the seal?

Could this fellow have had a way to escape long ago, but deliberately pretended it was still controlled by the Astral