"Your sword can indeed slay a god. They are still observing, so let me lend you a hand."
Hum~
A vast, ancient, powerful will suddenly descended.
A new path emerges, always requiring observation, and coincidentally, the Sword Saint's thoughts are known to Him. Very well, is it a contest and torment of will?
The sudden rise from weak to strong of a minor character appears. The Ancient Gods are not like those flowers in the greenhouse.
In those barbaric times, they fought their way up step by step, ending one life-and-death enemy after another, or assisting themselves with Xia's rules to become gods.
Such will is not something a Sword Saint of over fifteen hundred years could shake.
But...
Dawn is the first ray of light in the darkness, it does not represent the whole. As long as this ray of light is strong enough, it can cut through all the darkness.
And after cutting through the darkness, it will be... more rays of sunlight follow closely, thoroughly ushering in dawn.
Hum~
