In the Immortal Realm, wind and thunder surged, clouds roared and heaven shook. The epochal battle had reached a white-hot climax.
Taiyuan shattered. Within the world of darkness, world-shaking sword intent howled, phoenix flames soared across the sky, and the one who knew fate borrowed a sword from Heaven. The Heaven and Earth Sacred Sword appeared in majestic grandeur.
As the Heaven and Earth Sacred Sword entered the world, ten thousand rays of rosy light shone forth. Boundless power of laws spread out, shocking all the heavens.
Above the starry sky, Ning Chen's entire body was fading into nothingness. His five senses were completely lost, and his cultivation was beginning to disperse. All that remained was sword intent—boundless, endless sword intent.
Abandoning everything, transforming all into sword intent—this sword shook heaven and earth, stunning gods and Buddhas alike.
Upon the final Third Heaven, the Underworld King and the gods were moved by this sword. At last, the way they looked down upon the mortal realm changed.
In the distance, a streak of azure sword light sped past. Within that blue radiance, ancient swords rang out one after another, as though mourning the sword of the mortal realm.
Prince Yan sensed it, and his speed grew ever more astonishing. Azure sword light tore through the restraints of time and space, racing toward the mortal realm.
Ning Chen!
Don't die.
"Hah!"
In the mortal realm, Ning Chen, stripped of all five senses, let out a heaven-shaking roar from his soul. Immortal radiance blazed from his flesh, illuminating the stars across the sky.
The cycle of ages, a reflection of the ancient era—the Lord of the Mortal Realm had burned everything for the mortal realm, stopping the darkness.
On the road from the mortal realm to the Divine Realm, A'man awoke from her