The blazing flames were extinguished, the lightning vanished without a trace, and mountain peaks were continuously destroyed. Even the wind and clouds around Yan Chihuo were forced apart by the sword light. Though everything regenerated anew—and countless branches and vines had appeared—the immense power contained within that heaven-shaking sword was also rapidly being consumed. Yet Yan Chihuo did not feel the slightest relief.
The power of this sword far surpassed his expectations. He felt like an insect caught in a spiderweb, struggling with all its might—yet every time it tore free a patch of space, fresh strands of silk trapped it again. Or like a lone skiff tossed endlessly upon a tsunami, liable at any moment to be ripped to pieces by the towering waves.
But even an insect tightly bound by spider silk had to struggle for life! Even a small boat trapped in a tsunami had to seek survival amid death! Although Yan Chihuo possessed an Undying Body, this sword contained an eerie force. Though weak, it faintly carried the sensation of destroying everything, making even his soul seem to tremble. Yan Chihuo immediately cast aside the thought of relying on his Undying Body to withstand this sword.
This sword already bore the shadow of a supreme divine ability!
Compared to other divine abilities, supreme divine abilities differed in quality. They possessed that power to destroy all things. In sword arts, this was called One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws. To cultivate a supreme divine ability, one had to advance to the Ascension Stage. In other words, if Yan Chihuo had not advanced to the Ascension Stage, should a supreme divine ability seek to destroy him, his Undying Body would be utterly useless.
As for why this was so, Yan Chihuo did not understand it at all.
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