Rumble—!!
The explosive thunder intensified, as if two worlds clashed madly amidst the island chain.
The surging waves carried power enough to destroy heaven and earth, yet here they were forcibly contained.
In the outer sea, for miles around, the tides soared sky-high. The torrential rain battered down, smashing countless aquatic beasts to pieces.
Even a source beast nearly ten thousand feet long howled, unable to escape the aftermath, torn apart alive, leaving behind only its spiritual source plunging into the sea.
The nine islands shook violently, as if an earth dragon were tossing and turning.
Clang!
A sudden sword cry burst forth, instantly eclipsing all other sounds.
A gleaming, ancient sword light soared into the heavens.
Xu Yang's pupils contracted as he stared, unmoving, at the torrent of swords gathering fiercely above the deepest island.
Even from this distance, it left him breathless with fear!
He seemed to stand within a world made solely of 'swords'!
