The Silver Light Lord had never seen such a spectacle.
His true form and all his avatars were spread apart at vast distances, yet all within the spiritual consciousness saw a sword reaching from heaven to earth.
A sword that trembled even his soul.
His consciousness was connected, and though it was indeed a single sword, he seemed to see countless swords slashing towards him, unavoidable.
Or rather, there really was no way to avoid it.
"What on earth is this?"
The Silver Light Lord couldn't conceive what kind of method this was, or how it was achieved.
Soundlessly, he encountered this terrifying strike.
Just then, he vaguely saw a figure.
"Silver Light Lord, since you are already dead, then completely vanish!"
The voice was very familiar to him.
It was the being that had just brought him great fear—the Lifeless True Saint!
He seemed to stand above infinite time and space, with just a casual strike, he could wipe out all of his avatars.
