Black swords swarmed like clouds and mists, vast as the sea of smoke, covering the entire sky and blotting out the sun.
Countless blades whistled down.
The heavens seemed to collapse. The roar of swords rolled like thunder, majestic and mighty, surging down in an endless torrent!
Pei Ling's expression didn't change. His voice rang out, cold and grand: "Reverse!"
As soon as the words fell, the rules of this world immediately shifted.
In an instant, the Ancestor Swords that had just struck down began to retreat along precisely the same trajectories.
But they retreated for only a moment. Terrifying, peerless might and sword intent erupted from the Ancestor Swords, resisting Pei Ling's law. All the Ancestor Swords immediately stopped in midair, neither advancing nor retreating.
Pei Ling's voice drifted ethereally: "Multitude!"
High in the sky, countless replicas of the Ancestor Swords appeared. Sword intent radiated from them, their power surging. The instant they appeared, they attacked Cheng Dun without hesitation.
Pei Ling said again, "Multitude!"
The next moment, countless replicas of the Evil-Slaying Axe appeared. Huge hands reached out from the void, gripped their hafts, and swung the axes at Cheng Dun as well.
Pei Ling said coldly, "Forget!"
"Sleep!"
Cheng Dun's movements faltered slightly, but the sword intent within him, powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth, immediately freed him from the laws' influence!
That heart-stirring sword intent swiftly spread to every Ancestor Sword. The swords, which had just been resisting Pei Ling's laws on their own, instantly broke free of all restraints and attacked their replicas, as well as the replicas of the Evil-Slaying Axe!
Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang...
Amid a dense clanging like iron horses being battered by a sudden downpour, the replicas of the Ancestor Swords and Evil-Slaying Axes shattered one after another.
Cheng