The Sword Dao Emerges, the World Consciousness Descends Again

"Holy shit, Newgate! Have you lost your damn mind? We're still here!"

The Tremor-Tremor Fruit was said to have the power to destroy the world, and that was no empty claim. Once Whitebeard made his move, its effects spread across a vast area. He could even trigger tsunamis with an Air Quake.

Yet Newgate paid no attention to Ochoku's shout. Instead, a strange look crossed his eyes as he leaped into the air. Murakumogiri, the Supreme Grade Sword in his hands, turned pitch-black. Then a brilliant, multicolored sheen lit up along it—Ryuo-level Armament Haki.

"Hah!"

With a roar, he drew Murakumogiri behind him. In the blink of an eye, threads of black-and-red lightning wrapped around its blade.

"Conqueror's Haki Coating!"

The faces of several people present shifted. At this point, barely a third of them had mastered that move.

Then a sphere of light abruptly enveloped Murakumogiri.

It was the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.

No one seemed to have expected Whitebeard to go this far. Their expressions changed drastically, and they retreated in every direction at top speed.

"Damn it, that lunatic!"

Ryuo-level Armament Haki alone could split mountains and halt rivers. Add Conqueror's Haki Coating, and even a casual blow carried the destructive power of a top Admiral. Now Whitebeard had added his Tremor-Tremor Fruit power as well. None of them could imagine how terrifying the result would be.

"Hah!"

The biceps on Whitebeard's right arm bulged as he brought the blade down with mountain-splitting force, striking savagely at the space before him.

Their eardrums throbbed. A thunderous blast erupted, leaving them temporarily deaf.

Even Garp's and Rocks's expressions changed. That strike was no weaker than one of their attacks unleashed with Rule Power.

Then everyone present witnessed a horrifying sight: the sky was torn apart once more,