Spirit Void Starfield, the demon-slaying battle—kings and marquises joined forces, their twin swords shaking Demonic Might.
The Devil Master blocked both swords with his palms. Demonic essence surged wildly through his body; wounded beforehand, his true qi shook violently, revealing his first opening.
Outside the battle, the Chaos Moon God Bow descended before the Moon-Worshiping Venerable. The supreme sacred bow drew down the moonlight of the nine heavens, and after endless ages, an ancient myth reappeared.
A coiling dragon manifested, its roars ringing throughout the starry sky. Its heaven-destroying, earth-shattering might tore across the heavens.
The divine arrow flew, dragon might howling. Wherever the dragon-shaped arrow light passed, the starry sky collapsed completely. Dark, unfathomable spatial chasms stretched for thousands of miles, shaking all who beheld them.
Beyond even ultimate speed, before he could react, the divine arrow had arrived in an instant. It pierced through the demonic ward and battle armor, plunging straight into the demon's heart.
"Urgh."
With a muffled groan, the divine arrow vanished after sinking into the demon's chest.
Divine power slew demons. Amid the violent impact, the Devil Master's aura constantly spilled away, and pain twisted his face into a savage grimace.
Seeing the demon-slaying battle nearing success, Ning Chen suppressed his grievous wounds and raised his cultivation to its peak in an instant. A massive phoenix-demon phantom manifested in the mortal world; strengthened by the true forms of his twin bodies, his power doubled.
"Sword art."
"Supreme Unity."
The Sword of Supreme Unity returned to simplicity, leaving only the sword beneath heaven. The Knowing Fate Martial Marquis crossed Heaven's Gate with one sword, startling changes sweeping the nine skies.
He had held a sword all his life, walked through a hundred years of life and death, and earned the name of a sword fanatic.