Sword Slashes Through Spirit Mountain!

Rumble—!

As Xiao Wuji spoke his final word, all of Spirit Mountain shook violently.

The Merit Pool, which Emperor Tathagata considered the most secret and sacred place in the Ancient Buddha Holy Land, let out a deafening boom.

The pool water churned, and golden light shot into the sky.

A world-shaking Sword Intent, like a giant dragon that had slept for ages, suddenly awoke.

It was incomparably sharp and domineering, as if it could cut through the Myriad Worlds, overturn yin and yang, and turn the universe upside down.

Emperor Tathagata's face turned deathly pale. He could feel that the Sword Intent was coming from the Sword Hilt he had guarded day and night.

A powerful sense of despair welled up in his heart.

He had never imagined that the Sword Hilt he had gone to such lengths to hide would be awakened in this way.

Under everyone's gaze, a dazzling Sword Light shot skyward from the depths of the Merit Pool, like a meteor streaking through eternity.

The Sword Light faded, revealing a rusty Sword Hilt that radiated an aura powerful enough to make the Myriad Worlds tremble. It shot through the air, flying straight toward Xiao Wuji.

Xiao Yang stared at the Sword Hilt, stunned.

He could feel that despite its rust, the power contained within it was countless times more terrifying than that of Anlan's Spear in his hand.

This was undoubtedly a peerless divine weapon that surpassed an Immortal King Weapon!

The instant the Sword Hilt entered Xiao Wuji's hand, the aura of decline around him vanished.

His pale face regained its color.

His slightly stooped back straightened abruptly.

His dim eyes turned keen in an instant, like peerless swords piercing through the void.

A terrifying Sword Intent capable of overturning yin and yang and turning