The torrent annihilated everything. Within it, the Great Way seemed about to take form, as though a bell of the Great Way were condensing.
The bell tolled endlessly, sealing heaven and earth in utter desolation.
Xu Zimo showed no fear. He raised Overlord Shadow, condensing all the power of faith in his body upon its blade.
"Rumble, rumble."
Overlord Shadow's immense power tore everything apart.
Before the blade even fell, the surrounding void had already been thoroughly obliterated.
The power within the blade had likewise reached its limit.
Even Xu Zimo himself found it somewhat strenuous, because this was a strike delivered with his full strength.
He had condensed all his power of faith into this single strike.
Powerful blade qi roared.
The blade seemed capable of destroying all things—kill whoever stood in its way, slay whatever Buddha blocked its path.
Xu Zimo gripped the hilt with both hands.
His black hair billowed. The torrent surged before him, as though it could swallow him whole.
Yet Xu Zimo swung his blade with both hands, twisting his waist one hundred and eighty degrees as the blade warped the void.
With all that immense power gathered upon the blade, every swing Xu Zimo made appeared exceptionally arduous.
His movements were exceedingly slow.
But when the blade qi slashed forth, its power was astonishing.
At last, under countless gazes, this strike collided with the torrent of the Great Way.
"Boom!"
This explosion was enough to startle heaven and earth and make ghosts and gods weep.
The eardrums of those nearby nearly shattered from the shock.
Like the mushroom cloud of a nuclear explosion rising from the void, everything was vaporized.
Even after the blast, Xu Zimo's power of faith and the torrent of the Great Way continued clashing.
This was not a single