"If you had created it yourself, it would be worthy of my praise."
"Unfortunately..."
He paused, and a faint trace of pity flashed through those clear, star-like eyes.
"This is not your own Dao."
"This is someone else's Dao. You are nothing more than an ugly imitator!"
Those words struck Di Cang's chest like a crushing hammer!
Di Cang's pupils abruptly contracted, and the savage smile on his face instantly froze!
"Y-You... what did you say?!"
His voice trembled. For the first time, an emotion called fear surfaced in his scarlet eyes!
"I said."
Wu Wushuang stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes snapping in the head-on gale, yet his voice remained calm.
"This blade is the First Divine General's Dao."
"It is an invincible art he tempered over countless tens of thousands of years."
"It has not the slightest thing to do with you."
"You are merely an imitator—an imitator standing on a giant's shoulders, yet believing himself taller than the giant... a pitiful imitator!"
"Shut! Up!"
Di Cang had completely gone mad!
"So what!"
"Even if I am an imitator, it is still a Supreme Art!"
"It can still crush you into mud!"
He no longer cared about anything else. Both hands gripping the Heaven's Sin Blade, he poured every ounce of power in his body into this strike!
The blade radiance of Heaven's Sin Finality surged explosively!
That ink-black blade radiance transformed at this moment into a black pillar of light that pierced through heaven and earth, carrying Emperor might capable of destroying the world as it cleaved down upon Wu Wushuang's head!
"Die for me!!"
Di Cang's roar echoed through the collapsing heavens and earth!
This strike had exhausted everything he possessed!
It was his swan song!
It was his ultimate!
It was