The colossal sword shot skyward, tearing through the gloom of the Netherworld Realm and plunging into the depths of that boundless black firmament.
Pitch-black fissures burst open across the void, mottled and murky, a chaos of shattered fragments.
Xiang Yuan knew nothing of how to trace a path from the Netherworld Realm back to the Thirty-Six Heavens, nor which road to take. He did not even know what Bai Wuyan and Sword Venerable Su Ran were doing.
But at a critical moment like this, keeping himself busy could not possibly be wrong.
A single Heaven-and-Earth-as-Sword strike carried supreme will, sending endless chaotic ripples trembling behind the void. The spatial barrier shattered inch by inch like a mirror.
Still not enough!
Bai Wuyan and Sword Venerable Su Ran had joined forces several times. Every strike was earth-shattering; their sword force surged on without end like the tide, severing heaven and cutting off the Dao, reducing all laws to emptiness, carving bottomless cracks into the Netherworld Realm's spatial barrier.
Yet even so, that thick barrier still stood unshaken, as if it held the will of the entire Netherworld Realm—no, as if the weight of all Thirty-Six Heavens had condensed within it. No matter how heaven-defying one's divine abilities, they could not shake it in the slightest.
There was no way Xiang Yuan would just happen to catch it with its last sliver of health by firing off one shot.
It could not possibly be down to its last sliver. With the Three Realms newly formed, the Dry Abyss Realm was at the crucial juncture of ascending to a higher dimension, and its spatial structure was visibly stabilizing by the moment. As the order of Heaven and Earth's Three Realms was reshaped, the once-fragile spatial barrier had now been reinforced by the source