The King of Reincarnation's sword strike was quite different from what everyone had imagined.
A heavy sword had no edge.
There was not the slightest sharpness to it, but only the four Nine-Step Kings and Blood Man, who faced the strike head-on, could understand its terrifying pressure.
Rumble!
The sword's might lingered, pressing down on Divine Spirit Valley and making it tremble without cease.
Blood Man was crushed into even finer particles. Again and again, it tried to reform, only to be ground to death by the sword intent each time.
"Aah!"
An extremely suppressed, unwilling roar rang directly through everyone's hearts from tens of thousands of meters away.
"Un... dying... un... perishing! Undying, unperishing!"
The strange syllables made the powerhouses' expressions change drastically. A powerful urge arose in all their hearts to sacrifice themselves to save Blood Man.
Just then, the King of Reincarnation abruptly turned his head. His indifferent eyes seemed to disregard space itself as they met the eyes of each powerhouse.
The next moment, he moved, actually swinging his sword toward them.
"Reincarnation, have you gone mad?!" the Holy Lord roared, stepping in front of the members of the Saints Organization.
"Reincarnation?!"
The Pope's hair and beard bristled, his face filled with fury.
Only the farmer and the Talisman Gate's grand elder, the other two Nine-Step Kings, looked thoughtful and said nothing.
The Green Peak Sword reflected a streak of white light. A single strike swept away evil, its noble, righteous aura washing over them. Every powerhouse remained unharmed; only the strange urges in their hearts were cut away.
"This..."
"Thank you, King of Reincarnation!"
"So that's it. He can actually cut away the demonic voice invading our hearts?!"
"Unfathomable. Truly unfathomable."
After doing all this, the King of Reincarnation said nothing. He turned back to