"Kill!"
Xiao Ying drew a breath, then suddenly let out a thunderous roar. Instead of retreating, he advanced, charging madly toward the heart of the imperial city...
So what if he had lost his magic power?
With the Heaven-Opening Axe in his hand, he would cleave out a path to survival and carve open a future!!!!
All manner of techniques and weapons rained down like a violent storm. Dazzling, multicolored technique lights blinded the eye, while material attacks blotting out the sky obscured sight. They carried the natural might of heaven and earth, powerful enough to destroy the heavens and shatter the earth, rather than attacks from countless mundane figures.
"Whoosh..."
Xiao Ying swung the Heaven-Opening Axe in his hand. Its force bore the weight of ten thousand jun, its terrifying power shaking space itself. An ear-piercing howl tore through the air, along with the currents naturally stirred by its force.
There was no terrifying blade edge infused with magic power, nor any dreadful amplification from external force. There was only pure strength, pure physical force.
As the axe blade swept through, the storm-like tide of techniques was forcibly cleaved apart and scattered, turning into a violent spiritual-energy tempest that swept in every direction. The arrows and weapons blanketing the sky were battered by the fierce airflow and sent flying apart.
One force broke ten thousand techniques!
This was one force breaking ten thousand techniques!
With that single axe strike, Xiao Ying vaguely grasped the true essence of "one force breaking ten thousand techniques." Only after losing his magic power and retaining nothing but his own pure strength could he better comprehend this "principle"!
Techniques, divine abilities, and physical strength were theoretically difficult to rank as stronger or weaker. Yet they could be viewed as the yin and yang faces