Sword light streaked across the sky like a rainbow, ripping through the heavens.
"Thunderclap!"
Directly across the firmament, a dazzling silver flash shot by.
The originally dim sky instantly brightened, as if a blazing sun had risen, suspended high above.
The might of a single sword, earth-shattering and heaven-quaking, made ghosts and gods tremble with fear.
It seemed as if all the forces between heaven and earth were focused within this one stroke.
Amidst the bitter cold of the sword light,
it reflected the aged and angry face of the elder.
At the same time,
as effortlessly as a knife through tofu,
the unimaginable sword light directly pierced the elder's body.
With a rent sound,
the ferocious power swept up a sky full of blood plasma.
Blood rained down in torrents.
Each drop was extraordinary, enveloped in brilliant and dazzling halos.
Yet the elder seemed not to feel any pain,
his face withered, his body tall but lean as a stick.
