That radiance nearly spread across the entire Epoch Battlefield!
All undead, regardless of rank or realm, vanished completely before that sword strike!
Even the body the Undead Ghost King had just condensed was utterly vaporized within that light!
The entire battlefield was spotless.
No undead, no ghostly qi, not even the slightest trace of chill.
Only that figure in white stood alone at the center of the battlefield.
The entire venue fell deathly silent.
"E-... eradicated?"
"Billions of undead vanished in an instant!"
"So this is the ninth form of the Immortal Spirit Swordsmanship? This is the Supreme Taboo Sword Dao?"
"Too powerful! Not even a leading figure of a realm could withstand that sword!"
"Where is the Undead Ghost King? Is it dead?"
Within the Ghost Realm camp, the Extreme Frost Ghost King abruptly rose to his feet, his gray-white pupils shrinking sharply.
The Undead Ghost King's aura... had vanished!
Could it be that the Undead Ghost King had died?
Would that not mean... the Ghost Realm had lost?
The faces of the Ghost Realm's experts turned deathly pale.
Yet just as everyone believed the Undead Ghost King had fallen, an exceedingly faint aura quietly began to gather at the edge of the battlefield.
It was a skeleton.
A skeleton only the size of a palm, hidden beneath rubble at the edge of the battlefield.
It had only just taken shape and was not even thumb-sized.
Then, it began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ke ke ke..."
The Undead Ghost King's laughter echoed throughout the entire Primordial Battlefield.
"Immortal Spirit Swordsmanship is nothing more than this! The Ninth Sword truly lives up to its reputation, but so what?"
"Your sword cannot cover the entire Epoch Battlefield!"
Gray ghostly qi surged like a tide. The