"I command you to stop!" Before the man even arrived, his voice preceded him, filled with an emperor's majesty that suppressed the Void. His words seemed to contain a terrifying power, compelling all to submit and obey.
"Stop? My ass!"
Wu Tian's eyes glinted coldly, completely disregarding the command. He hurled the sword in his hand with all his might. It tore through the Void and skewered the nine fleeing Nascent Souls like a gruesome kebab.
"No!" the nine Nascent Souls screamed miserably in unison, but one by one, they were annihilated by the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss.
Slaying the nine Nascent Souls left marks upon the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss, causing it to upgrade once more and become a true sword of Cultivation.
The voice, still filled with an overwhelming dignity, rang out again, though the speaker had yet to appear. "I commanded you to stop. Why did you not listen? Do you hold me in no regard?"
Wu Tian's eyes were like ice. The imperial 'I'? Is this some kind of joke?
