His voice was calm yet awe-inspiring, its low tones carrying outward.
What had originally been a faint voice now exploded like thunder from level ground throughout heaven and earth above Ji City, triggering an invisible collision of Immortal Might.
"All you younger generations of the Human Race, witness this. This is the Human Dao Supreme Sword."
Ji Kun strode forward in great strides. With a single step, the earth veins across hundreds of millions of miles trembled and prostrated themselves, while the bright azure sky shone in every direction.
Clang!
He slowly drew his sword, his gaze solemn. That sword seemed to have fused as one with him, radiating an ancient, peak aura.
The sword was eight feet long, its blade a profound blue-black, without a single dharma pattern to adorn it or array inscription carved upon it.
Yet the instant Ji Kun drew his sword, it was as though an azure heaven and black night had descended, ruling over all beneath the heavens!
"This sword once slew the Supreme of the Ancient Immortal Clan's imperial clan in the Primordial Realm Heavenly Domain and buried his immortal bones."
Before Ji Kun's words fell, an unparalleled Killing Intent permeated the air. It was the power of an immortal artifact born of ancient desolation and vast wilderness, as though it could sever everything and devour everything!
Under the envelope of that Killing Intent, everything around them seemed to fall utterly silent. Only that Killing Intent continued to spread, mounting ever higher and stronger.
"This sword once stood before Human Ancestor Mountain against the Immortal Spirit Clan's army of a million strong. It once slew eight hundred thousand powerful warriors and severed that clan's vitality for ten thousand years."
Ji Kun's vast, desolate voice grew increasingly impassioned, like an ancient war song of