Before the passage between the two realms, amid the starfield mist, the emperor among demons and the pinnacle legend of Great Xia clashed. After several rounds of attack and defense, both were wounded.
A swordmaster who shook the world fought immortals against the current. The Immortal Sword Prelude shattered an eternal taboo; the Imperial Dao was stained red, blood scattering across the starry sky.
This earthshaking battle drew the attention of all sides. It would decide the future fate of humanity, and neither king could yield so much as half a step.
The ten-year pact was already in sight. Yet until the time arrived, the kings' swords would not cease their strife for even an instant.
"Human swordsman, how much longer can your sword hold?"
The Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor shouted deeply. Demonic suns coiled around him as he took a step forward, moving for the first time.
As the Imperial Dao closed in, overwhelming Demonic Might swept through the eight directions. A vast palm stirred the galaxy, bearing an unstoppable force that crushed all in its path like rotten wood.
As the killing intent arrived, Prince Yan's expression did not change. His king's sword met it head-on, black radiance spreading around him as he forcefully confronted the demonic might of the Imperial Dao.
The ultimate paths collided, and the aftershocks shook the heavens. Blood continuously flowed from Prince Yan's sword-gripping hand, yet his sword momentum did not pause for an instant. The king's sword and immortal sword moved together; he sought the Dao through the sword, without regret even unto death.
A peerless demon, an immortal amid the mortal world—their strength was terrifying enough to drive all living beings to despair. Every move destroyed heaven and earth.
The king feared nothing. He let blood stain his body, refusing to