[Hundreds of Weird Cultivators at the Immortal Realm or above attacked at once, their techniques and divine abilities pouring down on you like a torrential rain.]
[Sword light, blade flashes, torrents of techniques, and the Weird's corrosive power converged into a river of destruction that surged toward you.]
[You stopped and drew your sword.]
[No one saw you move.]
[There was only a streak of light.]
[It was not sword light. It was the light of dawn.]
[As though a tear had been ripped through the night and daylight was pouring through the breach.]
[The Dawnbreaker Sword.]
[It was a Quasi Immortal Sovereign Weapon from the Human Emperor Treasury, a blade made to pierce any body of the Weird.]
[One stroke.]
[Hundreds of divine abilities and techniques exploded in midair.]
[They had not been knocked back. They had been severed at the source.]
[Powered by the Weird, those techniques were like paper before the Dawnbreaker Sword. The sword light swept over them, and they vanished without a trace.]
[The Black Bone Immortal King's pupils contracted sharply.]
[At the Immortal King Peak Stage, he could see the path of that stroke.]
[But he could not block it.]
[That was no Immortal Sovereign Level stroke.]
[The power within it rivaled that of his master—the Quasi Immortal Sovereign guarding the Central Fortress!]
["Retreat! Full retreat!"]
[The Black Bone Immortal King made his decision instantly, but it was too late.]
[You were already in front of him.]
[You had not teleported. You were simply too fast for him to react.]
["What was it you asked me just now?"]
[Your hand was already pressed against the top of his head.]
[The Black Bone Immortal King went rigid. He could feel the power in that palm. He could not contend with it, and even his master