Wing Blade's Third Form: Heavenly Sword Slays Gods

This sword strike came forth!

The entire world changed completely!

Beneath their feet, there no longer seemed to be a vast earth, only a galaxy stretching ten thousand miles.

This sword was like heavenly punishment, shrouding everything within a hundred miles.

Mountains beneath this sword were like motes of dust.

Experts beneath this sword were like ants.

Including the Fourth Realm giant, the Litian Holy Lord—the only true god in the world.

Pfft!

The Holy Lord's entire body was torn apart at once!

The four great elders behind the Holy Lord opened their eyes wide. Pfft!

They too were torn apart simultaneously.

The blade that had pierced through the air, no longer resembling a Wing Blade at all, slanted into the bluestone paving before them.

Though it was merely a sword without knowledge or awareness, it somehow revealed traces of an incomprehensible mystery of the Heavenly Dao.

Everyone was utterly stunned, staring blankly at the sword transformed from the Wing Blade.

Crack!

Cracks spread across the sword's body.

Pfft. A gust of wind blew past, and the sword shattered inch by inch, its fragments as fine as dust.

"It shattered!" Blue Demon reached out and seized Lin Xiaosu's hand. "How could this happen?"

The Wing Blade's most remarkable trait was that it could not be destroyed.

Yet once its third form emerged, it destroyed itself.

Lin Xiaosu let out a soft breath. "This third form exceeded even my expectations. It doesn't rely on its speed of three hundred Mach to generate physical kinetic energy. Instead, it draws upon the formations within it to unfold a sword of the Heavenly Dao. That strike drained all its energy and destroyed the physical structure of the blade itself. That is why it is the ultimate form!"

Bloodmark Heavenly King wiped his forehead softly.