Above the Sky-Piercing Divine Sword, the unstable gray Sword Qi instantly condensed.
It transformed into a sword gleam that appeared plain and unadorned, yet seemed as weighty as the azure heavens that had stood for countless ages.
There was no withering of laws, only the most primitive, most fundamental "force" and "Dao."
Chaos was the beginning of all Dao and the source of all things.
No matter how your Demonic Qi soars to the heavens, no matter how your laws perish, I shall open the heavens with a single sword and recreate Chaos.
Clang!
A deafening clash of metal finally erupted within the dead silence.
The sound was like two stars crashing into each other in the vast void spanning billions of miles.
The resulting sound waves transformed into a visible storm of destruction that swept toward every direction.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
The surrounding void was like a fragile mirror.
It was easily torn apart by the storm of sound waves, revealing an even deeper, more terrifying nothingness behind it.
At the center of the collision, Yang Lingtian's figure swayed slightly.
He felt an unstoppable force, mixed with a sinister demonic nature that corroded the Divine Soul, surging madly through the Sky-Piercing Divine Sword.
The web between his thumb and forefinger split open instantly, and a thread of golden divine blood slowly seeped out.
Yet his eyes shone with frightening brilliance.
"Excellent!"
Yang Lingtian threw his head back with a laugh. At that moment, his Chaos Dao Body began circulating at its utmost limit.
Within his four limbs and bones, it was as though countless tiny Chaos worlds were being born and destroyed.
Streams of even purer, even more tremendous Chaos Power
poured into the Sky-Piercing Divine Sword once more, like rivers and seas breaking through their banks.
Hum!
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