A Sword Heir at the fourth-step limit had waited bitterly, searching six thousand years for this one strike.
What would that strike be like?
It would split stone and shock the heavens. It would kill in a single blow!
Beneath the appearance of a star, the terrifying Law-Annihilating sword intent instantly surged into the divine bodies of the Divine Son and the Buddha Child, into their souls, into the cores of their faith, into everything that held a spark of spirit. In an instant, it destroyed them all.
"No!"
Boundless terror rose in Xingtian Divine Son's heart.
The moment that sword appeared, cold death descended, drowning everything, swallowing every ray of light.
He had prepared layer upon layer of life-saving measures. He could revive from the souls of his believers, from the statues they worshipped, even from talismans kept within the Dao Court. He had no shortage of methods.
He treasured his life beyond measure. The Dao Court's wondrous arts were unfathomable, beyond anything rootless wild gods could imagine.
Yet before that terrifying Law-Annihilating Sword, every last one of those measures turned to nothing.
The sword severed karma, space, and time. It cut off the flow of all things with spirit between heaven and earth. In an instant, it destroyed every contingency he had left, leaving not a trace.
Death!
In an instant, death had arrived!
"You're..."
In the final moment of his life, the lofty Divine Son who had devoured the human race as freely as livestock looked in terror at the figure who had suddenly appeared behind him.
He was a young man in azure robes.
No one knew when he had arrived. His expression was calm.
He looked as though he had come for a stroll through the fields. It was impossible to tell who had thrust