The stagnant wind blew once again, changing the cloudscape.
Before everyone's eyes, the tide of Source Qi was visible; a vast global force, and united as one in belief, converged into an ocean!
Hum—
A longsword.
Massive, majestic, an endless azure longsword, with its point aimed skyward, appeared before countless gazes.
Like a beam of azure light, it pierced through the expanse of the sky.
The vast power spread out like a tidal wave, dispelling the indescribable oppression brought by the black giant hand.
Tang Yu felt a lightness throughout his body.
His expression stern, he didn't glance at the Devil Race envoy or the black hand.
With his right hand loosely grasping, his left hand rested atop it.
Slowly, he pushed downwards.
Drip... Drip... Drip...
The black hand continued to descend at a steady pace.
The azure sky-piercing sword tilted gradually downwards.
The speed increased ...
Boom!!!
