The buildings had been restored, but the dead had not come back to life.
Shi Yongheng knew Haotian could have done it if she wanted to. In the Inner Bell World, he could resurrect the dead at will.
But Haotian had not. Clearly, she was no longer all-powerful. She could no longer draw on the power of the Divine Kingdom.
Shi Yongheng slowly spread his arms and unleashed his World Power, drawing on the power of the Inner Bell World.
Long swords formed one after another. Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million—sword shadows filled the sky and blotted out the sun.
He seized one and sent it slicing through space toward Haotian. He had no intention of going easy on her; the slightest lapse against Haotian could mean death.
The sword stopped three feet from her. Haotian did not even move. The weapon dissolved into starlight and vanished bit by bit into the void.
Seeing this, Shi Yongheng waved his hand again. Divine weapons filled the sky, hurtling toward Haotian like arrows loosed from a bow. In an instant, the space around her bristled like a hedgehog.
Every weapon carried a blow no weaker than the full-strength strike of a Seventh State expert. Even an Eighth State expert would not dare take such an attack head-on.
She gave a gentle wave of her hand. Blazing light burst forth, and tens of thousands of divine weapons vanished without a trace.
The next moment, a chill ran down Shi Yongheng's spine. He realized the space around him was slowly freezing.
A white figure appeared behind him and thrust a finger at him!
That finger carried terrifying sword intent and the mysteries of destruction, stronger even than Liu Bai's sword!
Unfortunately, it did him no harm either. The plaza behind him, though,