Above the vast sky, there is the sound of swords singing.
It seems as if the Nine Heavens are stirring with thunder.
Bright white sword light streaks through the sky, centering on the flying longsword, expanding throughout the sky.
It looks like wild silver lightning dancing.
The sky is a sheet where sword Qi is the ever-moving, never-ceasing writing marks.
Sword Qi burgeons, as if weaving a net of lightning across the sky.
With a terrifying shriek, it grows denser and more vivid.
Thus, it forms a sea of sword light.
The sword sea pours above the sky.
And descends upon the human world!
The bright white sea of sword light occupies the sky, mercilessly pouring down.
The Soldier Slayer born of the confrontation of a hundred thousand troops is suppressed several feet!
Only endless sword light is falling.
As if...
The sky has collapsed!
The sky has crumbled, the whole sky is pressing down.
