Before the Holy Pool in Sky-Transcending Sacred City, a divine weapon emerged into the world. The immortal sword was reforged at its edge, and Ning Chen once more defied the heavens. Sacred Mark Iron scattered in seven colors, mending the final sliver of cracks in the reforged blade.
"From this day forth, I grant you a name: King of Sickness!"
The King of Sickness emerged. Sword radiance shot into the heavens with a thunderous roar, boundless darkness and surging flames tempering the mortal realm.
Heaven and earth sensed it. Tribulation clouds churned and roiled as layer upon layer of bloody radiance manifested. The black tribulation clouds turned blood-red, their might instantly multiplying.
Leaping into the air and entering the void, Ning Chen swung the King of Sickness Divine Sword. Black flames spread around him, carrying a scorching, violent aura amid their icy gloom. With one sword strike, a pitch-black sword scar ten thousand zhang long appeared across the heavens, cleaving apart lightning and severing the night.
That earthshaking strike stunned the mortal world. Below, the people of the Sacred City stared at the plain-clothed figure in the sky, like a divine general descending to earth, their faces filled with shock.
Rumble!
The blood-red tribulation clouds stirred once more. Muffled thunder and flashing lightning lit up the night sky, while an exceptionally oppressive aura spread between heaven and earth, making it hard to breathe.
Beneath the tribulation clouds, the white-haired, plain-clothed figure stood suspended in the air. Wind and snow swept around him, and black flames surged from the King of Sickness Divine Sword in his hand. The divine sword, whose ultimate yin gave birth to ultimate yang, shook the universe, surpassed all bounds, and provoked the fury of the nine heavens.
Boom!
Myriad blood-red bolts of lightning descended upon the