That power.
Supreme.
Boom boom boom boom...
As the Heavy Divine Sword moves, it's like the Azure Heaven roaring, earth-shatteringly powerful.
Above the Nine Heavens, thunder rolls thunderously.
For a moment, heaven and earth shake, as if the Plane itself is about to collapse.
All spaces are wailing, the Void recoils, black holes tremble—what kind of Trembling Terror is this?
Behold, the Heavy Divine Sword is endlessly fierce, forging ahead relentlessly.
The unyielding will boils and boils and boils yet again. The Heavy Divine Sword, as if possessed, roars like the War God: Battle! Battle!! Battle!!!
Sizzling...
The tip of the sword, like a star, grows increasingly dazzling, blinding like a meteor.
The Sword Edge pours out, like the light of a falling star.
In its advance, even if obstructed by myriads of silver-white sword threads, the Heavy Divine Sword disregards everything, suppresses everything, crushes everything.
The word 'absolute' ripples to the fullest extent.
