The Sword Takes Form, Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate / Imu Loses Composure, MAX Activated

"Heh! Mere scrap iron! It cannot even pierce my Haki!"

Imu showed not a trace of panic at the dark mass overhead. In a battle between the strongest, he would never use such a flashy but useless move.

Weapons without Haki were useless, no matter how many there were.

"Is that so?"

As Dongze spoke, a mysterious aura rose from his body, filling the entire sky in half a breath.

Hummm!

A sword's cry pierced straight into everyone's hearts, making the scalps of those below prickle.

"Holy shit!"

"What is that?"

"Armament Haki?"

"Impossible! Isn't Armament Haki always black or multicolored?"

"Garp, what's going on?"

"That brat's Armament Haki has reached the Divine Realm too."

Garp had not lowered his voice. Some of those nearby overheard his exchange with Sengoku, and the revelation silenced them.

A speck of azure light bloomed, instantly bathing the sky above Crescent Bay in brilliant blue-green light.

Amid the deafening cries of swords, dread welled up in Imu's heart. By now, Dongze's technique had sent a chill through his entire body.

"Impossible! How could one person possess so much Haki?"

Dongze did not answer Imu's startled shout. He turned his wrist, pressed two fingers of his right hand together into a sword gesture, and pointed into the distant void.

"Go."

Dongze spoke softly, but the sword-cloud hanging over the heavens seemed to have found its target.

In an instant, the winds and clouds shifted, and heaven and earth lost their color.

Whoosh!

The swords broke the sound barrier in the next instant. Sonic booms rolled like muffled thunder, chilling everyone below. Even though they were not the targets, the attack still made them shudder inwardly.

"Is this the Sword Emperor's true strength?"

"Gurararara! Now that is worthy of an emperor among swords!"

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