"Is this the true Divine Power of the Otherworldly Demon God?"
"Power surpassing that of a True Immortal..."
The sword cultivators of the Mysterious Sword Sect slowly picked themselves up from the ground.
They stared in shock at the spot where the Extreme Night God's body had been obliterated, gazing at the scattered fragments of stone, lost in profound disbelief.
"What a terrifying presence!"
"What incredibly powerful Divine Power!"
The sword cultivators murmured to themselves.
In the end, they all lifted their heads and, as if by tacit agreement, looked toward the direction the Divine Sword had departed, muttering the same phrase.
"To reach the pinnacle of cultivation and become so peerlessly mighty!"
Li Muyang: "..."
In that instant, he realized he might have underestimated how ridiculous the sword cultivators of the Mysterious Sword Sect were.
