In the mystical realm filled with lush greenery, the Sword Emperor was still situated among the verdant grass as he peacefully breathed in and out.
A few meters away from him, an illusory screen could be seen that showed the scene of Noah looking towards one of his Sword Kings, the body of the Emperorslayer beginning to bubble with power as things were about to begin!
Many thoughts crossed the Sword Emperor's mind as he looked at this scene, his essence constantly making sure the Immemorial Sword Formation that was set up was working perfectly.
He had no regrets from his actions, the possibility of the identity of this Master of Ruination simply being too important as he had to act! His senses told him that the Cataclysm was truly near, and if they wanted to stand against the suicidal Spirit Race...they had to move.
THRUM!
