Those words seemed to carry the Human Emperor's intent and bear the will of heaven and earth. Something nameless kindled in the hearts of the people.
"Today... we shall quietly watch the Human Emperor slay the immortals..." An old man tremblingly obeyed the decree, tilting his head to gaze through the screen of light, his eyes fixed on that flowing, dragon-patterned white robe above the void.
"We... shall quietly await the Human Emperor's slaughter of every wicked immortal in this world..."
As though answering Su Mo's intent, the Human Emperor Sword let out a faint ringing that sent tremors through the void.
The intent within that ringing seemed to awaken the mortal world's will to fight. As Su Mo held it in his hand, the dragon patterns on the blade
Nearly a hundred Spirit Transformation cultivators broke free of the Confucian Dao True Words' restraints and soared into the air, their spells descending on Su Mo with heaven-shaking force.
Boom!
A hundred spells struck Su Mo, erupting in a tremendous crash that shook the void and sent him flying several thousand meters.
"Seal!" Ignoring his injuries, Su Mo leaped high with the Human Emperor Sword in hand and roared:
"Lend your emperor... the power of mountains and rivers..."
Hum!
The void trembled, the tremors spreading throughout heaven and earth. Ten thousand streams of nameless power poured into the Human Emperor Sword, which erupted with heaven-severing intent.
Su Mo raised his sword and slashed. Wind and clouds parted with the blade as a sword intent blazing with boundless radiance descended from the heavens.
The people saw that strike as mountains and rivers gathered into a single sword, cleaving down through the void toward those Spirit Transformation cultivators!
The Cloud Sect's Spirit Transformation cultivator paled at the enormous sword descending from above