The instant that clear, rousing sword cry rang out across the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands!
The entire world seemed to fall silent for a moment.
High above, the World-Ending Thunder Sea, which had been locked in a frenzied battle with countless divine apparitions, abruptly ground to a halt.
It was as if the supreme Sword Intent, powerful enough to cleave through the eternal blue heavens, had forcibly struck it with awe!
In the void.
Xiao Yang panted heavily, not a single part of him uninjured.
Exhaustion was written across his handsome face.
Clearly, the clash with the Heavenly Punishment and his forced fusion with the divine sword had taken a tremendous toll on him!
But his eyes had never been brighter!
They shone like two stars blazing in the dark of night!
His gaze was fixed on the ancient divine sword floating before him, now completely transformed.
Its blade, once covered in rust and even somewhat damaged, now gleamed with a piercing chill, its sharpness fully revealed!
Ancient and mysterious Great Dao Runes flowed slowly across its surface, as if they were alive.
The aura it gave off naturally was enough to slice the surrounding void into a series of pitch-black rifts!
This was its true form!
This was the Number One Fierce Soldier, which had once struck terror into the hearts of countless immortals and gods in the Primordial Era!
The Immortal Slaying Sword!
"Come back."
A fervent light flickered in Xiao Yang's eyes as he reached out toward the divine sword.
The Immortal Slaying Sword seemed to understand his call. It gave a cheerful hum, transformed into a streak of light, and flew straight into his hand!
The instant his fingers closed around the Sword Hilt!
Behind him, the peerless crimson apparition—the Sword Spirit—slowly transformed into a