His voice was calm and stern, his low words carrying outward.
What had originally been a faint voice now exploded like thunder on level ground throughout the heavens and earth of Spine City, setting off an invisible clash of immortal might.
"Human Race juniors, behold—this is the Sword of Human-Dao Supremacy."
Ji Kun strode forward in great strides. With a single step, the earth veins across billions of miles trembled and prostrated themselves, while the resplendent blue heavens shone in all directions.
Clang!
He slowly drew his sword, his gaze solemn. That sword seemed to have fused as one with him, exuding an ancient, peakmost majesty.
The sword was eight chi long, its blade a profound blue-black, without a single dharma rune for adornment or any formation pattern carved upon it.
Yet when Ji Kun drew his sword, it was as though blue heavens and black night had descended together, reigning over the world!
"This sword once slew the supreme sovereign of the Primordial Immortal Clan's imperial clan in the Heavenly Domain of the Primordial Realm, burying its immortal bones."
Before Ji Kun had finished speaking, an unparalleled killing intent spread forth. It was the power of an Immortal Artifact born of ancient desolation and vast wilderness, as if it could sever everything and devour everything!
Beneath that killing intent, everything around them seemed to fall into deathly silence. Only that killing intent continued to spread, rising layer by layer.
"This sword once barred the million-strong army of Immortal-Spirit Clan experts before Human Ancestor Mountain. It once slew eight hundred thousand experts, crippling their clan's vitality for ten thousand years."
Ji Kun's vast, desolate voice rose ever higher, like an ancient war song of the Human Race ringing out; like the unyielding members of the Human Race who had struggled