A scene that shocked everyone unfolded. Sword pressure surged without end, whipping up towering waves a hundred zhang high. King Xuanyang and the others, bearing the brunt of it, felt their breaths hitch and staggered back several steps.
Aizen was moved. Her eyes narrowed slightly as the jade pin binding her hair shattered, her dark tresses spilling loose and flying wildly in the sword wind.
It seemed she had provoked someone truly formidable. But that only made things interesting.
The next moment, the Buddha Maiden moved. In an instant, she stepped forward, her delicate hand shaking heaven itself. Sacred aura coursed around her body as a dazzling sun wheel formed behind her, rosy light spreading across the world and lending might to the Bright King Palm.
Ning Chen held his sword crosswise, unmoving as a mountain. The two moves collided, and powerful aftershocks spread without end. Heaven and earth suffered calamity, collapsing and sinking.
"Sword Style, Void Severance."
The reappearing Sword of Void Severance carried an utterly different might from before. Wherever its edge passed, layer after layer of space suddenly split apart, the cracks spreading rapidly until they reached a thousand zhang away.
Aizen received the sword, the aura around her body churning violently. Blood stained the corner of her lips as she retreated three steps.
Seeing this, King Xuanyang leaped forward. His sword came crashing down, heavy as mountains overturning and seas upending.
"Stand down."
King Yama's Divine Weapons drew their edge, violet light shining upon the world. Ning Chen swung his sword, carrying the same overwhelming force, meeting strength with strength, needle against needle.
With a thunderous boom, the heavy blades struck together. The ground sank three feet, and dust rose a hundred zhang. King Xuanyang was sent flying, his arm unable to withstand the immense force.