As Huo Yuhao's words fell, he unleashed his strongest strike without hesitation.
"Asura, Blood Sword!"
Huo Yuhao merged completely with the Asura Demon Sword, achieving unity of sword and self, his divine soul becoming one with the blade as he ignited his Asura bloodline.
At the cost of depleting his origin divine power, he poured out the entirety of his Asura laws of slaughter.
A crimson torrent so dense it had become tangible swept through Clear Sky Castle. The Asura Demon Sword swelled to several times its size, every dark-gold demonic pattern on its blade blazing with light.
The blood-red demonic eye at the sword's core opened fully. Countless wailing souls surged out of the sea of blood and poured into its edge.
As the enormous Asura Demon Sword swung down toward Clear Sky Castle,
a crimson slash appeared, instantly cleaving the entire castle in two.
Every disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, along with Da Ming and Er Ming, died beneath Huo Yuhao's sword.
"This is my chance!"
Tang San, who had been hiding in the shadows, finally found the opening he had been waiting for. He leaped out, paying no heed to the Clear Sky Sect or its disciples being obliterated by the blood-red energy, and charged straight toward the Asura Demon Sword.
"As long as I get my hands on the Asura Demon Sword and reclaim the Asura God's seat, I can fight my way back into the Divine Realm!"
Tang San shouted excitedly.
But Huo Yuhao had noticed Tang San's movements long ago. This was precisely the opportunity he had been waiting for.
Huo Yuhao appeared beside the Asura Demon Sword and seized it. With a turn of his wrist, he brought the sword down, coldly uttering, "Asura, Judgment."
Six intense crimson rays of sword light