At this moment, the battle underwent another change.
"Worthy yet tragic swordsman, everything... should end now!"
Lord Xuantian's voice rang out. His terrifying pressure became almost tangible as it surged like mountains collapsing and seas overturning toward Liu Hua in the distance.
"End? No... it has not ended.
Or rather, only now is it beginning."
Liu Hua's voice was not loud, yet it seemed to possess some strange magic, reaching Lord Xuantian's ears with perfect clarity, as well as those of Master Jie Kong and the others watching from afar.
As his words fell, Liu Hua slowly closed his eyes and slightly raised his head, as though stretching out his neck to await execution.
Before anyone could understand his intent.
Liu Hua's soul emerged from between his brows, burning like a flame.
Beneath that blazing fire, his own will unexpectedly scattered in all directions, expanding outward.
His already astonishing sword intent, empowered by this supreme will, surpassed its former limits all the more.
Crack!
A crisp sound rang out as the Void World surrounding Lord Xuantian shattered completely.
The invisible pressure that had originally swept toward Liu Hua, blotting out the sky and covering the earth, also vanished without a trace beneath the impact of that will.
"Hmm? This is..."
Lord Xuantian, who had been cold and impassive, slightly narrowed his eyes, and his expression grew several degrees more solemn.
As Liu Hua's will dispersed, the sword intent blanketing more than half the stars of the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land also began to change.
Across the vast stars, several planets and the places where countless cultivators gathered all sensed it at once.
Chang Geng Star.
The ruins of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect.
The Sword Graveyard, once a forbidden ground.
The earth suddenly trembled as countless sounds of clashing weapons