With Me as the Sword, I'll Cut Through the Final Calamity!

The sound of the Taiyi Sword shattering was painfully sharp. The divine weapon, forged from the power of the once-Supreme God, had indeed brought a deathlike crisis to this God and Devil who had created Heaven and Earth. Yet such a powerful move had still fallen just one step short.

Just one step. Just the tiniest fraction!

Everyone watching this, even every living being, felt an overwhelming surge of frustration and grief-stricken disappointment rise in their hearts.

When the thoughts of all living beings had become [one united will], the rise and fall of this collective divine intent were unmistakable, easy to sense.

The greater the hopes they had held before, the greater the despair brought by the sword shattering now.

Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze froze, then dimmed.

Li Zhai seemed to realize something and sighed. The rest of the people under Heaven felt the same, even more so.

Qi WuHuo, holding the Taiyi Sword, watched his pupils contract as the shattered blade scattered and spun through the void. Its golden body gradually broke apart, until at last it became wisps of flowing light that reversed course and streamed toward the sky.

Behind him lay the grief of all living beings. Before him, the ancient God's face, which had first shown outrage and even a trace of fear, froze for an instant before breaking into wild joy. Everything seemed turned upside down. Even the Daoist felt a trace of unwillingness well up in his heart.

Just one step short.

One step!

The ancient God who had created Heaven and Earth retreated at once. A trace of fear crossed his face, but he let out a long breath and said, "So that was it. All the fighting before was merely a disguise. In the end, you meant to sever Heaven and Earth