At this moment, Jiang Yun's gaze sharpened slightly. He flung the longsword in his hand, sheath and all, straight into the heavens.
The sword sheath glowed with endless sword light, exploding overhead with a rumbling roar.
The sheath slowly descended from the sky, and behind it appeared the phantom of a longsword.
This longsword blanketed the entire heavens. Its hilt and pommel stretched to the edge of the horizon, its length seemingly reaching the very limit of this world.
Sharp Sword Qi echoed throughout the sky. The blade had not even left its sheath, yet it already possessed such overwhelming might.
When Chaos tried to rise, boundless pressure and Sword Qi descended from the longsword, continuously suppressing it.
No matter how it struggled, it could not break free.
At this moment, Xu Zimo and Jiang Yun stood facing each other within the valley.
Between them, Chaos roared and struggled.
Winds and clouds churned overhead. Endless spiritual energy gathered into undulating clouds and mist, while a longsword hovered in midair, suppressing Chaos.
"As expected of someone capable of confronting a Great Emperor head-on," Xu Zimo murmured.
One had to know that the Jiang Yun before him was merely an avatar, possessing at most the cultivation of the Divine Meridian Realm.
And at the same realm, demon beasts ordinarily crushed humans with ease.
Yet Jiang Yun had not even drawn his sword, and he had already suppressed Chaos so effortlessly.
"Do you still want to fight?" Jiang Yun asked Xu Zimo casually.
"If your true body were here, the outcome might truly be uncertain," Xu Zimo said with a smile. "But unfortunately, an avatar is far from enough."
Demonic Qi churned through the sky. A mass of Black Mist gathered from above, carrying boundless might as it charged directly at the longsword