Amid Li Yang's cold, furious shout, an invisible ripple powerful enough to tear the firmament apart exploded from his body!
Blood-red lightning wove a net through the void, a tangible manifestation of his killing intent reaching a new peak.
The entire sky above the Nine Nether Imperial Capital turned the deepest crimson-the color before destruction.
The Phoenix Sword in his hand was like a key that unleashed the end of the world, flooding the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands until even the light of the Great Sun beyond the vault of heaven was blotted out.
Li Yang's brows bristled, his black hair flying as killing intent and baleful energy surged into the heavens.
He slashed at the enormous hammer that hurtled before him in an instant-
"Clang-!"
That strike was terrifying. It completely engulfed the void, creating a vision of Asura Purgatory that severed the vast sky amid billowing red mist.
The crisp clash of metal made even the ears of the sword cultivators outside ache.
The enormous hammer flew backward out of the dazzling radiance, a notch plainly visible in its surface!
Li Yang stood where he was, without retreating a single step.
Ye Zhiqiu caught the hammer. His expression darkened when he saw the smooth, clean sword mark on it.
"Zhiqiu, didn't you say it carried a War Immortal's legacy, and that you'd used it to crush a million members of the Demon Race?" Holy Son Qianyang was displeased by what he saw.
Ye Zhiqiu had indeed been probing him and holding back, but Li Yang had blocked the blow far too easily.
He realized he probably could not defeat this terrifying sword cultivator alone.
But he did not back down. He was not his opponent's only enemy.
"Spare me the snide remarks. Are we supposed to go