One Ten-Thousandth of the Power to Tear the Universe Apart

"Young man."

Oblivion's face was composed, victory already assured. "Since I was prepared, you won't find even the slightest opening."

He assumed the supreme bearing of one who ruled all creation, as though everything in existence were mere dust. Anyone else facing a god's oppressive might would probably have fallen to their knees and begged for mercy.

"Is that so?"

The corners of Ren's mouth lifted into a strange smile.

Oblivion's heart suddenly lurched, an instinctive sense of danger rising within him.

With a slight shift of his will, the vacuum within several meters instantly solidified into an impregnable wall, forming a completely sealed spatial barrier to block any surprise attack.

Yet before he could even put on a smug expression, he was dumbstruck.

Looking up, he saw a sky-blotting Dimensional Greatsword cleaving down directly overhead without the slightest warning!

To unleash this world-shattering strike, Ren strained with every ounce of strength he possessed, veins bulging all over his body.

Oblivion clearly sensed the entire starry expanse of the universe being split in two!

Who knew how many years that deep cosmic fissure would need to slowly heal? The destructive power of a top-tier powerhouse was truly terrifying.

Crack!

The unstoppable Greatsword crashed down, instantly shredding Oblivion's prized spatial barrier like a sheet of wastepaper.

Even with the blade about to split him in two, Oblivion remained suspended in space, utterly unhurried.

He lightly uttered a single word: "Oblivion."

He made not even the slightest unnecessary movement.

The Dimensional Greatsword, powerful enough to cleave half the universe apart, actually began disintegrating in midair!

The Dimensional Blade was no physical weapon. It was an ultimate killing move formed purely from Spatial Rifts and Spatial Law.

Yet before that black power, the Greatsword was like snow beneath a blazing sun.

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