The God Slaying Sword Formation?
At this moment, Hall Master Tian Yang clearly sensed the yawning chasm between himself and Lu Chang'sheng.
He spoke true— even if his real body were here, he would still be no match for him!
"A fine name… God Slaying, God Slaying—slaying gods across all the heavens; but I wonder, when you reach that place, will your God Slaying Sword Formation still be able to slay gods…"
Hall Master Tian Yang sighed softly.
He watched as nine swords spiraled around him; merely the intent of the Great Dao of the Sword sufficed to begin tearing his body apart!
In the face of death, in the depths of despair, a man's mind is at its clearest.
At such a time, Hall Master Tian Yang recalled everything, his life flashing before his eyes as he pondered all he had endured.
If, at that time, he had known of Lu Chang'sheng's existence, how could he possibly have set foot on such an extreme path?
Why had he chosen such a path of extremity?
