Chapter 941: Death, Journey to the Land of Destruction
These Sword Qi were nothing like ordinary Sword Qi in their weakness.
They were the Sword Qi of the True God Sword, each strand containing the power of a Sacred Lord.
A tiny strand of Sword Qi contained power as vast as an ocean.
Unfathomable, boundless.
Xu Zimo stood at the center of the Sword Qi. When he swung the True God Sword,
the tens of thousands of Sword Qi began converging toward it.
In the end, an enormous yet illusory sword condensed at the tip of the True God Sword.
It was as though the True God Sword was in Xu Zimo's hand, while this illusory sword was connected to it.
This illusory sword had once been named "Godfall" by the Sacred Lord.
It ended the rule of the Blood Beasts at the end of the Mythological Era, and it ended the Mythological Era itself.
Thus, it ushered in the Ten Thousand Wastelands—the so-called Barbaric Era.
It was a name of commemorative significance, and a sword of epochal significance.
This was the power bestowed by the sword soul of the True God Sword.
Xu Zimo felt as though he had returned to that Barbaric Era, where people wore animal hides and drank blood.
He seemed to be the Sacred Lord, singing as he advanced, founding an era with a single gathering.
This sword cycled through endless reincarnation, seeming to cross through time from the Barbaric Era into the Era of Emperors.
Carrying an inexorable intent, it descended in a direct slash.
Of course, all of this was merely Xu Zimo's own experience.
To outsiders, this sword strike looked plain and unadorned.
It seemed as though Xu Zimo had merely swung his sword casually, and the sword had cut through in