The stars lost their color, heaven and earth overturned.
This sword was a sword of Sever Dao. It had no moves at all, yet it stripped away the false and preserved the true, pointing straight at the greatest flaw all over Granny Wuyin's body.
"You want to kill me? You're indulging in a fool's dream!"
Granny Wuyin howled furiously at the sky, every strand of her white hair standing on end, the magic power in her body already driven to its limit.
The Extreme Yin Law erupted with a boom. Wherever it passed, the void shattered inch by inch like porcelain, broken fragments falling like rain.
From the depths of that pitch-black nothingness, Five Ghost Gods stepped through the air, each over ten thousand zhang tall, their aura swallowing the universe. Each held one of five immortal artifacts—a sword, a zither, a cauldron, a pagoda, and a bell—like mountains and great peaks, spanning before her—
They were precisely her trump-card divine ability, the Five Yin Dharma Gods.
With the five Extreme Yin powers of form, feeling, perception, volition, and consciousness, they severed matter, cut off the six senses, overturned cognition... and could even completely blind the legendary seventh sense, the Manas Consciousness.
With this move, Granny Wuyin had once suppressed and killed ten thousand enemies, swept across a host of Mysterious Immortals, and established an iron-blooded divine might.
However, this time, the Immortal Art that had never failed her suffered a fatal blow the moment it came up.
Bang, bang, bang...
Five muffled booms rang out in succession. The Sword of Creation pressed forward like a knife splitting bamboo, piercing through all the Dharma Gods in full. Wherever the sword's momentum pointed, it crushed dry weeds and smashed rotten wood.
"The First Elder's Dharma Gods were broken just like that?"