Battle of the Gods

Before the Divine Ruins, Phoenix battled a god. Blood-red lightning tore through the sky; before one could blink, their forms were already impossible to discern.

So swift they reached the extreme, leaving not even afterimages. Between heaven and earth, only crimson sword light flashed without cease, shocking the world.

The god narrowed his eyes, power swirling in his palms, relying on his indestructible flesh to withstand the sword light head-on.

Thunderous impacts rang out one after another, shaking heaven and earth. The god who had slumbered for endless years had returned to the world today. Though his cultivation had not returned to its peak, he was still terrifying enough to leave people shaken.

The three mid-stage True Realm enforcers joined hands against the god. After merely a few exchanges, they were already drenched in blood.

Their powers were entirely different. Though Phoenix's extreme speed held the god in check, divine power was impossible to fathom. The injuries within the three men continued to accumulate, swiftly destroying every martial bone in their bodies.

At this moment, time seemed unbearably long. Every move, every stance, seemed to have slowed countless times over.

Suppressing their injuries and swallowing blood in secret, the three enforcers staked their lives to race against the heavens. Their cultivation surged to its limit as they met the divine might head-on.

"With such meager ability, what courage gives you the right to stand in My way?"

The god took a sword strike head-on. Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy gathered in his right palm, and boundless divine might howled forth. Its power of destruction made heaven mourn and earth wail.

"Urgh!"

With muffled groans, blood poured down like waterfalls. The three men staggered back several steps, suffering grievous wounds once more.

One Sword, Formless

As the god received the sword,