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875: The power of the gods and demons is truly astounding!

"Let my bones be the blade!"

Luo Xiu let out a low roar, the sound seeming to come from the depths of Hell, carrying endless anger and determination.

His left arm shook violently, and the runes boiling on the gauntlet suddenly detached, like billions of dark golden stars, crazily converging toward the palm of his raised right hand.

At the same time, the Divine Demon blood flowing through his body, like a summoned angry Dragon, surged against the current, crazily pouring into the center of the vortex where the runes were gathering.

Riiip—!

The Void Realm was forcibly torn apart, as if an invisible giant hand had ripped a gash in space.

The god-demon greatsword seemed to have received some kind of tempering, and its aura began to climb.

The blade was broad and thick, covered in naturally formed patterns, with edges flowing with destructive light flames like molten lava.

At the crossguard were the phantoms of a pair of ferocious, roaring Divine Demon heads; those phantoms were lifelike, as if they would leap off the sword at any moment to devour all enemies.

The god-demon greatsword completely solidified.

The moment the sword was formed, the space in the entire core area of the Kunlun Mountains suddenly sank downward, as if unable to withstand this powerful force.

The violent Sword Intent was like a tangible hurricane, sweeping in all directions; where the hurricane passed, trees were uprooted, and rocks were blown about.

It actually forcibly tore a gap in the destructive pressure formed by the combined efforts of the Ten Monarchs.

The aura emitted by that sword caused the pupils of Xuanlian Monarch and Monarch Wan Yi, who were charging at the very front, to shrink violently, and a great terror instinctively rose from the depths of their Souls.

Their bodies trembled involuntarily, as if they felt the threat of death.

"Slash!!!"

Luo Xiu's eyes opened wide in anger, the golden-dark light in them surging to the extreme, almost burning out.

He gripped the god-demon greatsword, which seemed to weigh more than billions of stars, with both hands and, without any fancy moves, unleashed a sweep at the ten charging Monarchs.

The sweeping motion seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth, carrying an overwhelming force as it swept toward the ten Monarchs.

Rumble—!!!

The sound was like the voice of doomsday coming from the deepest part of the Universe, shaking every inch of space and causing the Void Realm to tremble.

Along the trajectory the god-demon greatsword swept, one would have thought that the shattering of space was the limit, but the reality was even more terrifying.

Space was no longer simply shattering; it was being completely annihilated!

The scene was like the chaotic disorder at the beginning of creation, forming a pitch-black abyss that spanned the sky and devoured everything.

This abyss was like the giant mouth of the Universe, greedily wanting to swallow all things in the world into its belly.

At the edge of the abyss were boiling God-Demon Flame and turbulent Chaos currents.

The God-Demon Flame leapt, like the devil's tongue from Hell, emitting a terrifying high temperature!

The turbulent Chaos currents were like invisible vipers, twisting and swimming at the edge of the abyss, constantly devouring all the energy around them.

Bearing the brunt of it was Xuanlian Monarch, who was charging at the very front.

The black lotus platform Xuanlian Monarch was proud of, which contained the power of annihilation, had once made countless enemies tremble under its control.

However, the moment it touched the Divine Demon sword radiance, the black lotus platform disintegrated and dissipated silently as if it were made of paper.

The lotus platform, which once emitted a mysterious light, now looked like something decayed, accelerated by time, turning into specks of light and disappearing into the Void Realm.

Xuanlian Monarch widened its eyes, filled with disbelief; it let out a shrill, inhuman scream that seemed to pierce the Soul, echoing throughout the space.

Its protective divine light shattered like a bubble; the light flickered once and then disappeared without a trace, like a soap bubble blown away by a gust of wind.

Its entire chest was pierced and torn by the violent sword radiance, and countless black gases of annihilation were ignited by the God-Demon Flame, crazily backfiring.

Its body was like a rag doll being violently pulled by an invisible giant hand, sent flying backward.

Following closely behind was Monarch Wan Yi, whose thousands of light wings of varying sizes vibrated crazily.

Each pair of light wings flickered with strange light, like stars in the night sky; under its control, it tried to shift and dodge using the power of space.

However, the might of the god-demon greatsword locked onto space and time.

That thin-as-cicada-wing space light blade only blocked the sword radiance for an instant before being crushed like dry weeds and rotten wood.

The moment the light blade shattered, it was as if the laws of space had been forcibly broken, emitting a harsh sound.

The sword radiance, its momentum undiminished, slashed fiercely onto the light wings Monarch Wan Yi had crossed in front of itself.

"Crack! Crack-crack!"

Teeth-gritting snapping sounds rang out densely; several pairs of incredibly hard light wings, capable of cutting through stars, shattered inch by inch like fragile glass under the Divine Demon sword radiance.

Silvery-white feathers mixed with pale golden blood scattered across the sky; the scene was like a brilliant yet cruel meteor shower.

Monarch Wan Yi let out a mournful cry, its massive body sent flying, half its body a bloody mess, and the power of space in disarray.

It struggled in the air, trying to steady its figure, but it fell uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string.

White Dragon Monarch's blazing destructive Dragon breath collided with the sweeping sword radiance.

This Dragon breath was the symbol of his power, containing the power to destroy everything.

It was like a blazing giant Dragon, roaring as it rushed toward the sword radiance; however, it was like a giant wave hitting a reef, exploding with a boom.

The aftermath of the sword radiance was like a whip of divine punishment, lashing fiercely onto White Dragon Monarch's massive Dragon body.

The Dragon scales, harder than divine metal, shattered and charred in large patches, and one Dragon horn snapped off upon impact.

The moment the Dragon horn broke, it made a crisp sound, as if White Dragon Monarch's dignity had been fiercely trampled upon.

Dragon blood splashed into the Void Realm like a waterfall; the bright red blood bloomed into gorgeous flowers in the Void Realm, yet it also highlighted White Dragon Monarch's current disheveled state.

Earth Rock Monarch roared, condensing a ten-thousand-foot-tall rocky giant fist; amidst his roar, the earth trembled, and that rocky giant fist seemed to be the embodiment of the earth's anger.

However, under the Divine Demon sword radiance, this ten-thousand-foot rocky giant fist collapsed and disintegrated like a sandcastle.

The sound of the rocks shattering was like the weeping of the earth.

The sword radiance passed through his body, leaving a terrifying, penetrating crack on his rock-like body; his Origin of the Earth was severely damaged, his aura withered, and his body was teetering.

The sky-covering Soul mist that Phantom Monarch had turned into permeated the Void Realm like a dark ocean.

However, swept by the annihilation will and the Soul-burning God-Demon Flame contained in the Divine Demon sword radiance, this sky-covering Soul mist was like boiling soup poured on snow, instantly evaporating and dissolving for the most part.

Countless shrill wails stopped abruptly, and the Origin Soul core hidden in the core of the Soul mist vibrated violently, almost shattering.

Phantom Monarch was forced to reveal its illusory, flickering main body, covered in charred burn marks on its Soul body.

The pale white bone spear shot out by Gu Aotian, under his control, rushed toward the sword radiance like a meteor.

However, the moment it touched the sword radiance, it shattered inch by inch and turned into powder.

The terrifying Sword Intent backfired along his Divine Thought; the Soul fire jumping in his eye sockets dimmed suddenly, fine cracks appeared on his crystalline jade bone body, and he let out a painful Soul shriek.

His body trembled, as if enduring immense pain.

One sword sweep, and six Monarchs bled across the sky.

The might of the Divine Demon, to this extent!

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