He was bare-chested, his muscles bulging like blocks of rock.
Looking at the storm of eight-colored Spiritual Energy at the horizon, he drew the great cleaver weighing ten thousand jin from his back.
Clang!
The great blade slammed into the bluestone paving, sending sparks flying.
"You brats of the Martial Realm!"
The burly man bellowed, his voice booming like thunder.
"See that man facing off against the demon god at the horizon?"
"That's our Martial Ancestor!"
"The Martial Ancestor hasn't retreated, so no one in our Martial Realm dares take half a step back!"
"All of you, draw your weapons!"
"At one word from the Martial Ancestor, even if we're facing a demon god, we'll bite a chunk of flesh off him!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Hundreds of thousands of Martial Realm disciples roared in unison.
Their soaring Bloodline Power formed a visible pillar of red light that shot straight into the clouds.
It actually forced apart the wisp of Demonic Energy pressing down on the Martial Realm.
The Great Desolation Divine Realm.
Sword Qi soared into the sky.
Everyone here was a sword cultivator.
When the Heavenly Evil God's aura descended, the swords of the Great Desolation Divine Realm's million disciples all began to wail inside their scabbards.
It was the absolute suppression of those below by one above.
Even the Life-Bound Flying Swords held by the supreme elders who had spent years in secluded cultivation in the Divine Realm began trembling uncontrollably.
"A demon god has descended..."
A gray-haired supreme elder emerged from his cultivation cave, looked at the sky, and sighed.
"The Great Thousand World's calamity has come after all."
Yet the very next second after he finished speaking-
At the horizon.
That azure sword light suddenly erupted with supreme sword intent that stood above the laws of