The Sky Swallowing Sparrow Saint King was going to shatter this ridiculous sword aura, then tear through the void and escape!
But what happened next was something he would never forget—not that he had much longer to live.
The seemingly leisurely blade of grass sword aura made no earth-shaking collision when it touched the black divine light.
It merely gave a light flick.
The beam of destruction, powerful enough to pierce the stars, was sliced in two without a sound, as easily as tofu. The halves passed on either side of the sword aura and slammed into the distant stone wall, leaving two bottomless black holes.
The blade of grass sword aura lost none of its momentum. It continued to drift leisurely toward the Sky Swallowing Sparrow Saint King.
"What?!"
The Sky Swallowing Sparrow Saint King's eyes nearly bulged out of his head. He could hardly believe what he was seeing.
His full-force attack had been broken just like that?
An unprecedented fear instantly enveloped his mind.
He wanted to dodge, to flee, but to his horror, he found that his body was pinned down as if by an invisible mountain. He couldn't move at all!
All he could do was watch the deadly "fallen leaf" draw closer and closer.
"No—!"
He let out the final despairing scream of his life.
At last, the blade of grass sword aura drifted before him and settled lightly on the half of his body that remained.
There was no explosion, no spray of blood.
Then a bizarre sight unfolded.
The Sky Swallowing Sparrow Saint King's enormous, mountain-like sacred body began to disintegrate wherever the sword aura touched it, crumbling into the purest dust and scattering on the wind.
From flesh and bone to his Saint Soul, everything was utterly and cleanly erased by