With almost no effort, Yang Tian explained to the Demon King and then shouted loudly, "Criticism!"
Clang! The sound of swords immediately echoed. One of the four divine swords behind Yang Tian came into view. Suddenly, an overwhelming fighting spirit erupted, and two bold calligraphy characters gradually appeared on the sword. It was—Criticism!
"This…"
The Demon King saw the vivid and striking characters and felt his heart skip a beat.
Although he didn't want to admit it, deep down, he couldn't shake the ominous sense that Yang Tian's actions, even his division of the swords, were connected to a larger, profound purpose.
Yet, the Demon King roared furiously, "Impossible! Impossible for a single sword to break the chains! How could an ant like you possess the strongest ancient world-breaking chain in existence?!"
"Absolutely!"
Facing the furious chase of the Demon King, Yang Tian responded firmly without hesitation, once again speaking aloud.
