The figure on the god throne kept roaring.
"Why are you asking for me? You're just a peak god. Back then, I killed over 10,000 people with my sword. Which one were you?"
One sentence from Idris Kalman was enough to infuriate him to death.
He didn't even remember his former opponents, showing just how arrogant he was back then.
Braydon Neal ascended the throne and picked up the sheathed sword.
He smiled faintly. "Interesting. You want me to cut myself? What a headache!"
"You... you all!" the figure was shocked and furious.
Idris pointed at the figure and crushed him. "Idiot!" he cursed.
"Eon artifact, Universe Shattering Sword!"
Braydon put away the Dharma Nation and examined the scabbard in his hand.
Swoosh!
Three parts of the sword were exposed.
The snow-white light radiated a ferocious might, and a strand of sword Qi sliced through the void for 100,000 miles.
The void crack!
