Pick Up the Blade

But even the gentlest child would come to resent a mother who brought her butcher's knife down on him countless times. That resentment had piled up until it transcended the world, becoming the weapon now in Lin Jun's hands.

Without a doubt, the Stone Stele had never been created to record suffering. From the instant it appeared, it had been destined to become a blade driven into the Heavenly Tribulation.

For thousands of years, though, no one had been capable of picking up that blade.

Now, at last, it had found someone who could wield it.

Lin Jun looked at the stunned Su Ming and gave him a dangerous smile.

Su Ming froze, then grew even more tense. Since becoming a Sea Demon, he could not remember the last time he had felt such a deadly threat.

But now Lin Jun made him feel as though he could die at any moment.

Forget this avatar. With the fierce aura surging from Lin Jun now, even Su Ming's true body might not be able to stand against him.

Sure enough, Lin Jun raised the joined Stone Stele high above his head. It erupted with a fierce blood-red light that illuminated all of Heaven Beyond Heaven, pierced through the Interworld Domain, and reached the Lower Realm.

Across both the Lower Realm and Heaven Beyond Heaven, people could not help looking up at the blood-red radiance. It blotted out even the sun, staining heaven and earth crimson.

The Sea Demons in the Lower Realm went berserk at the sight of it, only to be forced back by the Killing Intent that had accumulated within it for hundreds of millions of years.

"What on earth is that?"

In Capital City of the Lower Realm, countless people stared up at the bloody light, tears streaming