The blade rays roared downward toward Zheng Ming like torrential rain, sharp beyond compare. Though fine and dense, each ray contained the force of shattering the void!
"It's the Tai Xuan God Slayer Sword!" A young martial artist from the imperial clan exclaimed in shock. Many among them had practiced this secret art.
For martial artists at the generating gods Realm, being able to cultivate a Tai Xuan God Slayer Sword was considered an enormous achievement, even one that garnered the attention of higher echelons.
But now, as soon as the Purple Sparrow Projection spread its wings, countless Tai Xuan God Slayer Swords descended, each one filled with murderous intent that made everyone's heart race in terror.
As many of the imperial clan's young martial artists eagerly watched the sky filled with Tai Xuan God Slayer Swords, Zheng Ming's Purple-Black Gourd suddenly unleashed a surge of suction.
