This Judgment Sword Intent was the pinnacle of the Great Dao of the Sword.
An unparalleled force that wielded the authority of punishment, judged the heavens, and could even condemn the Chaos Great Dao!
It should have been lost long ago! Extinct!
How could it... how could it appear in the body of an obscure woman no one had ever heard of?
Bai Yaoyao could not even be bothered to raise her eyelids.
Her cool, clear eyes swept over him indifferently, as though he were a shard of stone by the roadside that grated against her feet, or a pile of unsightly trash. Not a ripple stirred within them.
She did not even have the slightest interest in answering.
It was as if he, this Sword Dao Titan, along with his question, was not worth her wasting even a single word.
This utter disregard, this indifference born from the High Position of the Soul, made Mystic Nether Sword Master suffer a million times more than any vicious ridicule or cutting retort could have!
He felt a million times more aggrieved!
"Ugh!"
His throat suddenly grew sweet with blood. His Dao Heart shook violently, and his soul ached. He nearly spat out another mouthful of old blood.
His internal injuries had grown even worse!
Of the three Chaos Realm experts, the one in the most miserable state was still the Golden Roc Demon Lord.
His proudest asset—the unrivaled speed throughout chaos, said to let him cross billions of worlds in a single thought—had been crushed head-on! Mercilessly trampled!
His most powerful Innate Divine Ability, the Sky-Splitting Claw, was powerful enough to tear apart the World Barrier of a great world, yet someone had casually cleaved it apart with a single sword strike as easily as cutting tofu!
Even his hardest beak,