The peach grove was completely destroyed.
Desolate Halberd Splitting Sky True Monarch stood amidst the turbulent currents of the void. All thirty-six thousand pores on his body opened simultaneously, erupting with a violent aura capable of incinerating the heavens and boiling the seas.
He thrust his right arm forward, his five fingers splayed wide.
The momentum of his grasp seemed as if he intended to crush the entire Celestial Vault of the Lingyong Realm Heaven in the palm of his hand.
HUM—!!!
The void trembled, and the Laws wailed.
That pitch-black Great Halberd, intertwined with his very life and his companion for ten thousand years, pierced through from the depths of the endless void!
It arrived without any dazzling radiance. There was only an incredibly profound, dark edge on the halberd's blade. Wherever it passed, space was silently torn apart like fragile silk, leaving behind a pitch-black scar that would not heal for a long time.
