"This is the gulf between you and me. With that Sword Intent of yours, which cannot alter even half an inch of heaven and earth, how could you shake the power of the Divine Ability surrounding me?"
He Cheng looked down at the starry sky, reduced to dust along with the Star-Plucking Tower by his annihilating intent, and at the spot where Bai Yi had long since vanished, speaking to himself.
Just as he was about to turn away, wisps of blood energy mingled with traces of purplish-black demonic energy slowly rose from the ruins of the Star-Plucking Pavilion.
"Hmm?!"
He Cheng frowned and stopped, his Divine Sense instinctively sweeping toward that stretch of void where even heaven and earth had already been burned away by his annihilating intent.
The next moment, a great sun dawned, dazzling firelight rising slowly from the darkness.
Around the pure yang flames, demonic patterns coiled beneath the great sun like embellishments. The great sun and demonic energy, seemingly incapable of coexistence, now blended together with utter naturalness.
"How is this possible?"
He Cheng murmured instinctively.
"Nothing is impossible..."
Amid a flash of purplish-red sword light, Bai Yi appeared before He Cheng in an instant.
His Golden Crow wings surged like flames, wisps of demonic energy hanging like sharp blades behind those golden wings.
He held the Bai Cang Sword loosely in one hand. As demonic energy, blood energy, and Origin Power intertwined, the already keen Sword Qi burst forth like floodwaters through an opened sluice, forming a colossal sword a thousand meters long.
"Break!"
Bai Yi gave a cold snort, a keen edge revealing itself in his purple-and-gold eyes. The Bai Cang Sword slashed down, its edge splitting heaven and earth as easily as paper before crashing into the annihilating world shielding He Cheng.