Haotian God sensed a threat, his entire being radiating light, interwoven with laws that shielded him.
At the same time, a brilliant light shone from his longsword, exuding a terrifying killing intent.
At this moment, Haotian God also wielded his most powerful force, his body roiling with mana, every inch of his flesh imbued with terrifying power, even his hair was glowing, each strand capable of easily slicing through the void.
Facing the final strike of the Purple Emperor, Haotian God also struck with all his might, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.
Whoosh.
The entirety of the Purple Emperor merged into his battle sword, which then slowly descended.
There was no splendor, not even a mana fluctuation, just a simple sword, returning to simplicity, as if swung by a mortal, seemingly without any threat.
However, Haotian God's expression changed dramatically, he let out a long howl, with his mana growing ever stronger.
