As forum users eagerly discussed the battle, the village entrance battlefield entered its final stages.
The demigods' final clash began in the sky.
All the restrained golden light of rules on the Sword of Civilization in Tu Hu's hands burst forth at once, transforming into a golden pillar of light that pierced heaven and earth. Gripping the sword with both hands, he raised it high above his head. The Rongling Race's story replayed from its beginning around the blade, finally condensing into a sword intent of absolute purity. He brought it crashing down toward the airspace where Wan Ji and Ji Lie hovered.
That single strike seemed poised to erase the heavens and everything within them.
Facing this attack, the scenes in Wan Ji's left and right eyes completely merged. Behind it, the rise and fall of civilizations unfolded into a sweeping vision of doomsday. It raised both hands, and a black-and-red vortex infused with the power of rules, formed from the countless phantoms of shattered civilizations, rapidly took shape.
It didn't try to dodge. Instead, it thrust the vortex that devoured civilizations straight toward the descending pillar of golden light.
Ji Lie let out a piercing shriek that rang across the battlefield, and all the ghostly lines across its body flared brilliantly.
Its compound eyes clearly reflected Tu Hu's sword light and Wan Ji's vortex.
In the next instant, its body vanished completely, compressing its existence into an intensely condensed purple-black line. Ignoring the obstacles of space, it shot forward at a speed like a spatial leap, piercing both the flank of the golden pillar of light and the heart of the black-and-red vortex.
Where it passed, it left only a rift in the void, as though space itself had been sliced away.
Boom!
The thunderous crash of the