There was no sky-filling sword light, no dazzling phenomenon—only a pleasant sword cry.
Yet that single cry of the sword drowned out the myriad transformations, drowned out the astral winds, thunder, and fire, drowned out the black clouds blotting out the sky.
It echoed through the void, above Cosmic Light.
The sword chant drifted farther and farther away, higher and higher, more and more wondrous.
When the sound of the sword cry vanished completely from everyone's senses, the heavens shattered in an instant.
Though this was only above the Eastern Sea, the sky truly had shattered. Whether it was the astral wind layer, the thunderfire layer, or even the heavenly realm above the Eastern Sea, a stretch of blankness had appeared.
"Th-this—he actually... actually cut it down just like that?!"
The Wind God, who had manifested to argue with Yu Chen over the Divine Immortal Path, looked at Tongtian differently now. This fellow had actually dared to cleave open the heavens.
This was different from the changes caused when Tongtian had once cut the Heavenly Emperor out of the cosmos.
To put it plainly, the changes back then had arisen from the Heavenly Emperor's own peculiar circumstances.
Furthermore, the Heavenly Emperor himself had used certain methods to repair the damage, ensuring that the operation of heaven and earth suffered no gaps. Naturally, it had not counted as a major problem.
But now, Tongtian's sword had directly cleaved open the barrier of heaven and earth.
To anyone of the divine path, such an act was utterly heinous, a monstrous defiance of all order.
This Wind God could not help but think one step further.
*If such a method were a little fiercer—if it severed heaven entirely and destroyed earth along with it—would one be able to glimpse that legendary World-Ending Dao