Oops, My Hand Slipped

Mist drifted in as black clouds churned through the void. An aura of utter yin and bone-deep cold instantly spread, sweeping across heaven and earth with piercing chill. This was Lunar Holy Power.

"What makes you think you can kill me? Didn't you see how I pressed several Golden Crows down with one hand until they couldn't lift their heads? Where did you get that confidence?" Ji Hao asked, somewhat speechless and curious.

"Hmph, the Golden Crow Army has surrounded this place. How many can you kill? Even if you have abundant Divine Power, you'll still fall here in the end!" the Lunar Divine Son sneered.

"Oh, the Golden Crow Army. So that's where your confidence comes from?" Ji Hao nodded in understanding.

"Indeed, I'm merely a mere 'Powerful Expert.' How could I possibly be a match for an army of over ten thousand Golden Crows?" Ji Hao said with an odd expression.

"You know what's good for you. Cripple your Sea of Bitterness, hand over the Holy Sword, and accept a slave mark. I can decide to spare your life!" Lu Ya declared arrogantly, his hands behind his back.

"The Demon Race seeks to destroy the Human Emperor Lineage. This is precisely the moment for this sword to prove its worth!"

Ji Hao held his hands in the air, his expression solemn. An Ancient Sword slowly emerged from the void. One side was engraved with the Sun, Moon, and Stars, while the other bore mountains, rivers, vegetation, and trees. One side of its hilt recorded the arts of farming and animal husbandry, while the other outlined the strategy for unifying the four seas.

Strands of radiance blossomed, more dazzling than the sun.

"What is that? This aura—I feel like I'm about to explode."

"Could it be the legendary Extreme