The World Soul was deeply unwilling to accept this. He asked Thousand-Hand Hui and Chaos Heaven, "Are we really doomed to linger here for the rest of our lives, barely clinging to existence?"
"Is there truly no way out?"
"If even someone as powerful as him can't break the shackles, is this thing truly impossible to overcome?"
Just as despair settled over them, countless flying swords suddenly appeared in the sky. Like a river, they surged toward the shackles.
At the sight of so many Invincible Swords, everyone felt not only shock, but even greater anticipation.
Demon Emperor Daochen never acted without purpose. Perhaps what he had done just now was merely a simple test.
Those thousands upon thousands of flying swords were his true trump card.
He drove the flying swords into a single point on the chain, one after another. The numbers streamed past like flowing water, constantly changing. Each flying sword shattered upon impact, only to be followed immediately by another.
Clang after clang rang out against the chain, and soon everyone noticed something.
Tiny cracks had actually appeared in those indestructible, invisible shackles. A small pit had formed, and it was steadily widening.
This scene of rapid progress filled them with anticipation and delight.
Chaos Heaven said in astonishment, "He did it. He actually did it! This is simply terrifying."
"Heavens, just imagine it. If he really breaks the chains, he'll be able to advance to the Heavenly Dao Realm. Once he breaks through, with his invincible will and invincible momentum, will a Demon Emperor like him truly have any opponents in the Heavenly Dao Realm?"
Thousand-Hand Hui shook his head. "Unless they're a quasi-Hongmeng level powerhouse, no one will be his match."
"And that's without the Demon Emperor having a weapon suited to his hand.