The Immortal Slaying Four Swords were a fiendish supreme treasure of heaven and earth. This time, they had left the Primordial beings with an unforgettable impression. They were far too domineering. This wasn't a matter of simply killing—it was as if they meant to wipe out the entire Primordial Continent.
The enormous sword energy reaped the essence blood of the Primordial beings. The formation diagram kept shrinking, yet the vital essence within it gleamed with a strange light. It was the very essence of Primordial life. What kind of destructive power would be unleashed once it was released?
The Primordial beings trembled beneath the oppressive force of the formation diagram. The peerless sword energy tore through the Primordial Great Land and pierced the vast firmament.
The Primordial world was instantly left in ruins. Countless beings wailed and hid in every direction, but under the all-pervasive killing intent and sword energy, nowhere in heaven and earth was safe. They could only turn into clouds of blood within the sword formation, their essence blood absorbed by it. The stronger ones could barely hold out for a little while, but even they couldn't change their fate.
Amid their terror, the Primordial beings suddenly sensed the will of Heaven: this was punishment for all living things. Faced with this calamity, many beings suddenly fell silent and looked back on themselves, reflecting on lives filled with killing as they quietly awaited Heaven's punishment. Many more cried out in remorse for their sins, constantly pleading for Heaven's forgiveness.
As the Primordial beings pleaded, the sword formation really did stop, completely sealing off a region of space.
Sword energy filled the sky, blotting out the sun. The entire space within the sword formation was covered by a Heavenly Net. The sword energy was fierce, countless sword images