Suppose a volcano erupted for forty minutes. Divide those forty minutes into forty parts, pile them all into a single minute, then unleash them at once.
The exact force would be hard to calculate.
But for that minute, the eruption would be roughly forty times as powerful.
And "Rain Calamity Without End" was ninety-nine times as powerful.
Within the Rain Calamity Sword Prison, the power of the True Imago "Night Rain Sealed Cage" rose more than ninetyfold, attacking the enemy of that moment without pause!
Rain poured down in torrents.
Beyond the glaring sheets of rain, nothing could be seen between Heaven and Earth.
"This... is..."
Song Jianzhou raised a hand, about to cast a Mystic Art to ward off the rain, but a torrent of Sword Rain struck him. His body burst apart into countless scraps of flesh and spatters of blood.
A scarlet flower of blood bloomed amid the endless rain.
From a distance, all that could be seen was an unending waterfall between Heaven and Earth. At times it became night rain, at others Sword Qi, like a great river surging across the sky.
A Ninety-Ninefold Attack Imago that could not miss!
Song Jianzhou's Flesh was crushed in an instant. Only the hundreds of eyes that had just grown from him kept emitting red light, barely holding open a small defensive Barrier.
Xu Yuan flicked his sword.
A faint light glimmered at the tip of the Youhuang Sword, and his movements traced out slow, silent slashes.
The slashes carried no force at all. They were closer to a sword dance.
The sword was more like a conductor's baton—
As he made those soundless strokes, the current of swords erupted in wave after wave of mounting force, tearing the Barrier apart.
Blood mist burst into the rain.
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