Within the Killing Sword World, Zhao Fu was shocked, yet he also had to resist the terrifying aura emanating from the Zhanlu Sword.
The Zhanlu Sword now blazed with a hundred-meter-high blood flame, radiating blood-red light tens of thousands of meters wide and enveloping the entire Killing Sword World. Waves of powerful aura howled forth like a raging gale, twisting and shattering the surrounding space without cease.
Clang!
A tremendous sword cry rang through the entire Killing Sword World, shaking heaven and earth. At that instant, all the blood aura in the Killing Sword World surged madly toward the Zhanlu Sword. Some sword souls Zhao Fu had not slain automatically transformed into phantom swords and shot over one after another.
The countless streams of blood flowing across the ground were likewise drawn into the Zhanlu Sword.
The blood crystal mountains and blood crystal ground below, along with the blood-colored crystals floating around them, also cracked apart and flew bit by bit toward the Zhanlu Sword in the sky.
Boom!
Everything poured into the Zhanlu Sword, bringing its power to its peak and erupting with an aura that seemed to tower above heaven and earth.
The already ruined Killing Sword World began collapsing bit by bit. Sky and ground gradually turned into nothingness, while the Killing Sword World's source power swiftly gathered toward the Zhanlu Sword.
The Zhanlu Sword itself was a sword of slaughter, and it had later fused with countless sword souls. Its attributes were exceptionally compatible with the Killing Sword World's; otherwise, it could never have become the Killing Sword World's core so easily.
The space that had originally been as large as an entire region finally collapsed completely. Zhao Fu and the Zhanlu Sword stood amid a void, surrounded by chaos that emanated the most primordial aura,