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The celestial soldiers on either side also charged forward with their long spears. My eyes turned cold. With a flick of my wrist, I performed a casual flourish with my sword. The soldiers at the very front froze. The next moment, their bodies were ripped apart like paper, not even a wisp of their souls left to escape. The entire platform fell silent before the assembled gods erupted into an uproar. Shen Xiu, aghast, brandished the celestial sword he had just been awarded and stabbed straight for my heart. I stood my ground, neither dodging nor flinching, and met his attack with a swing of my own.

Aurelian did not respond. “You allowed interference.” Silence. Then the Archangel’s gaze shifted. To Kaelith. “You are the cause.” Kaelith placed a hand lightly over his chest. “Wow. Straight to blame. I like it.” The Archangel raised its hand. The realm responded. From nothing, a weapon formed. A whip. Not physical. Not entirely. It burned with a flame that did not flicker, did not spread, but consumed everything it touched. Its edges dissolved into mist, trailing something that did not belong to any known element.

Suddenly, he jumped into the air and yelled, "Boundless heaven and earth, universal Storm of Swords!" The weather immediately changed. The light from the Unsullied Sword grew multiple times brighter and produced countless sword illusions that danced around Xiao Chen. The tightly condensed sword lights bounced off the whiteness of the snow. The crowd below gasped in shock. The Storm of Swords was one of the most abstruse sword arts among the cultivation sects. A perfected spell could alarm even gods and ghosts in the world. It was capable of turning opponents into dust at once.

By harnessing the earth’s natural energy within Purecastle, one could create eighty-one powerful spiritual swords. “Surrender? In your dreams!” Darnall roared in fury. There was no point in further conversation. Adrian and the lava beast stepped forward, aligned their feet, and formed seals with their hands. In an instant, streams of light burst forth, changing the color of the sky. The intense sword essence surged upward, piercing the through cloud and erasing the overwhelming blood-red light that had filled the air. “Under this Heaven Sword, all evil and heretics have only one path—death!” Adrian thundered as the eighty-one sharp blades slashed through the sky, their metallic clang resonat

A magic circle was summoned. “[Holy Sword]” Upon casting, another sword appeared in his hand from the magic circle. However instead of having a yellow light as before, it was now pure white in colour. Then he quickly slashed at Crymillia’s stomach. Crymillia took the hit and immediately got away from him. She held her stomach which was sizzling from the sword’s slash. She groaned in pain. “This is why I hate angels.” “I thought you liked me.” Azazel smirked at her.

A dark, ethereal blade, sharper than any steel, manifested in my hand. The Goddess attacked with a ruthless abandon, a precise, calculated destruction that was both terrifying and mesmerizing. She seemed to know Evelyn’s every weakness, anticipating her moves, countering with a chilling efficiency. I was just a spectator, trapped behind my own eyes, my will struggling against the overwhelming tide. Fight! I screamed internally, straining against the invisible bonds. This is not her battle! This is mine! The Goddess laughed, a hollow, echoing sound that filled my head. “Silence, child. You are small. I am infinite.” She raised her hand, and the very ground beneath Evelyn’s feet crumbled, thre

“You are here because you have accused me of murder. Your accusations are unfounded and unproven, but the slander that you have placed against my honour cannot be forgiven. All traitors to the crown must die.” He raises a gun and points it at my chest, I stand straight and look him in the eye, I refuse to show fear. I have been here before after all, but this time I'm ready to say goodbye to the pain. I hear shouts behind me from the crowd at the gates, but they are silenced by the sound of the gun firing. I feel searing pain across my chest and my knees buckle, as I black out the last thing, I hear is the scream of a woman followed by a howl of pain from Lance, and then a deafening roar sha

Lynn had spoken with a slight, sarcastic tone, as if she had once known someone like this. Chase and the others stayed silent. After all, they were looking forward to both parties falling out with each other. Unfortunately, that did not happen. Lynn's explanation about the nine heavens shocked the Allies of the West too much to think about it further. Moreover, they still had a relationship between them. This was just a secret of the world that did not affect them too much. "I see…" There was a legend known among Greg's Lifeless Sword Sect. The Lifeless Sword Technique came from a mysterious supreme powerhouse known as the Innate Supreme Deity.

perhaps he was too shocked and sad at the moment to think of anything. She understands. Sometimes being like this...is okay. ********** *TWO DAYS LATER* The sound of swords clashing against each other, the sound of people reciting spells, the sound of painful screams, the sound of someone begging for their life everything was filled in the atmosphere as the Linya trampled the Blue Forsaken Sect, blood dripping from the tip of his sword, Evandros tilted his head at the Chief of the Blue forsaken sect. Menace's intentions danced in his eyes as his stare alone made the powerful chief step back.

he whispered before his wandering hands cupped me. My mouth fell open. His grip tightened around my member and my eyes rolled to the back of my skull. I gasped. "Oh fuck!" "Feels good?" he asked against my pinna as he lightly squeezed my balls. My cock jerked. "You taste even better," he said before he straightened and captured my lips. Again. His lips were fiercer. My breath hitched as his dug dug deep into mine without any form of restraint. A hoarse sound slid out of my mouth as our tongues played sword with each other.