Just as the God of Blue Patterns was struck with horror, the white ball of light finally absorbed enough energy.
With a hum, the ball of light suddenly burst apart, then actually transformed in midair into a gigantic sword beam.
The instant the sword beam appeared, great rents seemed to tear through the surrounding space.
Whoosh! Then the sword beam fell straight toward the God of Blue Patterns.
The God of Blue Patterns's expression changed drastically, and he immediately drove his body to retreat.
But since even the Eighth Slash of Glory carried the power of rules, dragging the gods down as if they had sunk into a mire and could not escape...
Then there was naturally no need to say more about this strongest slash of the Nine Swords of Glory.
"Damn it, how could this happen!"
Fear showed on the God of Blue Patterns's face. He could only watch helplessly as the Ninth Slash of Glory descended toward him. Though his body tried desperately to flee, it looked more like he was running in place.
Before the sword beam arrived, the gale came first.
As violent wind whipped up around the God of Blue Patterns, rolling up dust and smoke from the ground, the God of Blue Patterns felt as if even breathing had become difficult.
Rumble!
With an explosive roar, the God of Blue Patterns was completely swallowed by the sword beam.
After the sword beam slashed down, a trench appeared on the ground, starting from the God of Blue Patterns's body and spreading straight into the distance.
Rumble, rumble!
As the ground collapsed into the trench, it was as if it had been crushed directly by an invisible force. Cracks appeared first, then with a sudden roar, it sank straight down.
At last, the trench only