"The Demon Emperor Hall's power?"
With their injuries, it would be impossible for them to recover without eight hundred or a thousand years. That had been the fall of ten thousand Buddhas. Only a supreme treasure like the Demon Emperor Hall, which stood above time itself, could help them heal and swiftly pass through their weakened period.
"Boy, we have come to seek the Dao!"
"You'd better bear this karmic retribution!"
Niumowang's deep, rumbling voice echoed through the skies, making the Real Realm seem to be caught in a succession of thunderclaps. Looking up, they saw a giant palm blot out the heavens, crushing Sword Qi as it rapidly pressed down. Every living being seemed like an ant before it. If it struck solidly, heaven and earth would surely be overturned.
Facing Niumowang's attack, Ji Hao sat calmly within Biyou Palace. He pointed with his right hand, and the Tai Shang Wuji Lingbao Celebratory Cloud soared into the sky. Within the acre-wide Celebratory Cloud, four Killing Swords leaped forth. The crimson, azure, black, and white phantoms of the four swords abruptly merged into one, bursting with a dazzling radiance.
Boundless Sword Qi surged forth and flowed into that phantom. Time and space immediately became one, all things blending together and transforming into a sword that could extinguish universes and destroy epochs!
The four swords struck as one, destroying heaven and earth as they met the giant palm!
The four colors—azure, crimson, black, and white—flashed past. The descending giant hand instantly split into four pieces and crumbled into ash. Everything was silent and without trace. The fierce winds rose again, and the layered clouds gathered anew, as though nothing had ever happened.
Niumowang stood amid the stars, his gaze turning solemn. Flesh writhed at his shoulder, and a new arm grew