On this side of Ye State, they hoped Leng Mingkong would slay the god, while the demon side wished for that god to crush the human Ancestor Master's mortal body.
Both camps were extremely tense, as this was a rebellion against fate, and neither wanted to lose!
In the pitch-black sky, fierce gusts of wind howled, capable of dispersing consciousness spiritual light. At this time, this rarely trodden place was illuminated, ablaze with light, and then it surged with activity.
Boom!
The Demon God was indeed extremely terrifying, swallowing the vast sky of clouds with a mouthful, his long blade in hand seemed to slice through eternity, cleaving continuously, with a Tao rhythm like the sea.
However, during the most intense battle, the Heavenly Blade he had cultivated all his life actually shattered.
