A gigantic Treasure Sword, a thousand feet tall, appeared out of thin air before Qin Hao.
The Treasure Sword had no physical substance, yet it looked utterly lifelike.
An incomparably terrifying pressure emanated from it.
It spread relentlessly in every direction.
"What is that?"
"What terrifying sword pressure!"
"Is this brat about to break through?"
Beneath that terrifying pressure, the many Half-Step Divine Lords and Ordinary Demon Kings of the Demon God Hall were utterly horrified.
The Half-Step Divine Lords in particular wore expressions of alarm. They felt unbearably stifled, as though an enormous weight had pinned them down, leaving them unable to move.
Even Blood Leech Divine Lord, Demon King Huyan, Bloodflame Demon King, and the other Ruling Demon Kings and Law Divine Lords had shifting expressions.
Clearly, they too felt the intense pressure of Qin Hao's sword.
Even so, Blood Leech Divine Lord and the others quickly recovered. Blood Leech Divine Lord sneered and said grimly:
"Qin Hao, you still want to resist at this point? Don't forget, you're merely a Half-Step Divine Lord. Die!"
Demon King Huyan said coldly, "Impressive sword pressure. Unfortunately, you still have to die today."
"What a heaven-blessed genius. No wonder Demon Venerable Ten Thousand Balefuls went so far as to issue a certain-kill order!" Bloodflame Demon King exclaimed in admiration, yet showed no mercy whatsoever.
In the starry sky.
Qin Hao stood suspended in the air, the ashen despair gone from his eyes.
In its place...
Was a brilliant light.
His dazzling, bright eyes flickered ceaselessly.
As he looked at the Half-Step Divine Lords and Demon Kings of the Demon God Hall, along with Blood Leech Divine Lord, Demon King Huyan, Bloodflame Demon King, and the others...
Qin Hao drew a deep breath, his gaze blazing.
He no longer looked at