Unexpectedly, the greatest obstacle didn't come from the Heavenly Will of the Great Universe itself, but from deep within the Federation, the young man who once called himself the Heavenly Blade.
"Enough with the chatter."
At this moment, a deep, indifferent voice resounded, like a cloud hanging from the sky, stirring boundless murderous intent.
This voice seemed omnipresent, and the instant it sounded, it spread into the minds of all beings and spirits, covering the endless starlit sky.
In just an instant.
The Star Space fell silent.
All sounds between Heaven and Earth ceased, deathly silent like a grave.
The red-haired Daoist reached out and grasped a Killing Sword, nonchalantly swinging it forward.
Under this sword, everything between Heaven and Earth was as if held tightly by an infinite hand, unable to move a fraction, only waiting for slaughter!
With this sword, there was a intent to freeze space and time, slashing toward the united territory of the Federation below.
