And when he reached out and pressed down, it was not to destroy anything, but rather as a form of "protection," unwilling to let Zhao Cheng be directly vaporized by his light and heat.
He seemed heartless and emotionless, but in truth, Zhao Cheng had already piqued his curiosity.
Such a thing was exceedingly rare.
Over the long years, many powerful lifeforms had struck the void. Of them, only ten had adapted to his radiance and thus become his guards.
Of course, though they were called guards, he had no need of protection at all.
Their status as guards was merely the wishful thinking of those ten lifeforms after completing their adaptation and transformation.
And the price was that these ten lifeforms could never eradicate all calamities and achieve True Kalpa, no matter how powerful they became.
What answered the phantom was boundless sword-light.
In that instant, five divine swords emerged around Zhao Cheng.
Formation Kalpa, My Path Supreme!
Once this sword emerged, regardless of what spacetime, what height, what state—whether existing or nonexistent, imagined or unimagined, dreamlike or undreamlike—it held supreme authority over all.
Abiding Kalpa, Ultimate Flourishing of Power!
Once this sword emerged, the stronger Myriad Phenomena became, the stronger I became; one's own power would surpass the sum of all powers within comprehension by a single thread.
Decay Kalpa, Echo of the End!
Once this sword emerged, its note of decline awakened echoes of bygone days, while nonexistent stories composed infinite splendor.
Void Kalpa, Supreme Void Realm.
Once this sword emerged, calamity and void were both emptied...
Eternal Kalpa, Eternal Calamity Reincarnation!
As this sword condensed, reincarnation began anew.
The fewer the words, the greater the matter.
In a sense, Zhao Cheng's five swords at this moment were the same.
They were called five swords, but in