Outside the Royal Capital City skies.
As that sword was drawn, a rift appeared.
The sound of the sword's song resonated clearly and intensely, like a dragon's roar in the nine heavens, like a thunderclap bursting forth.
That sound echoed in all directions, sometimes seemingly from the heavens above, sometimes as if from the depths of the underworld, and sometimes resounding simultaneously from all four corners, causing the earth and sky to vibrate in unison.
The sound of the sword song instantly shook the minds of all the powerful in the city, their Divine Souls in turmoil, consciousness blurred, in utter confusion.
The next moment.
Clang—
The long sword left the scabbard, its presence even more resonant, akin to the cry of dragon and phoenix, reverberating through the lands.
Then, the sword light suddenly emerged, a white arc traversing heaven and earth, illuminating the entire Royal Capital, even overshadowing the brilliance of the Great Sun above.
