The elements between heaven and earth boiled over. In the fiercest, most instinctive reaction they could muster, they erupted with near-mad jubilation, like an army suppressed beneath the earth for far too long, finally hearing its true commander sound the charge. They leaped from their trenches and surged toward the enemy.
Lightning, flames, ice blades, rock spears—all the elements transformed into attacks of every kind at that instant, becoming an unstoppable torrent.
They crashed into Pingyangzi's mountain-sized body and began stripping away his flesh inch by inch.
The first things to be shorn away were the tendrils. They tore like paper in the Elemental Torrent and vanished into the churning seawater. Then came feathers and scales, which turned to ash amid lightning and fire, whirling through the sky with snowflakes and ice crystals. Next were muscle and bone—the structures that had once supported that enormous body shattered and collapsed like building blocks beneath the cuts of ice blades and rock spears.
The mountain-like monster struggled and howled desperately, yet it could never break free of this Spirit Word.
Because Spirit Word: Emperor issued a command to the entire world. To resist it, he would practically have to pit his own strength against the power of the whole world!
His dragon body was pulverized. Pingyangzi's body fell feebly from the air, his grotesquely stretched neck using its last shred of strength to twist his gaze toward Lu Mingfei. The light in his eyes faded bit by bit.
The ancient copper sword spun in the lingering waves of Lu Mingfei's Spirit Word, like a fallen leaf swept up by an autumn wind. It traced an arc and landed in a shallow puddle beside Pingyangzi's corpse.
The puddle was shallow, barely covering the sword tip. The ancient copper sword rested there quietly at