Zhu Minglang, amidst such cosmic disturbances, raised one of his hands, and the Sun's red sundial plummeted from the azure sky into his palm, ultimately transforming into the Red Crystal Sword!
"I shall send you off as well," Zhu Minglang said with an even more brilliant smile. As he swung down his hand, sword flames swept across the nine provinces, turning the frigid winter of Jiaoxiu into a scorching summer. Had the Sword Spirit Dragon not intentionally restrained its divine power of the Yang, the entire nine provinces might have been set ablaze!!!
"No no no no, no no no no, no no no..." Bright Moon God Bin Chou shrieked in mad howls, filled with immense regret and frustration.
He and the vast Bright Moon Immortal Army behind him rapidly melted away in the face of this sword strike. Even the most powerful gods of starlight and moon radiance were no different from the snow and ice that had previously enveloped the mountains and rivers!
In the blink of an eye...
