With every bit of the Sword Spirit that merged, the thunderbolts above grew stronger and more violent.
Shi Jian's body trembled slightly, and the sweat on his forehead dripped down relentlessly.
It was evident that he was under immense pressure.
Even the veins on his arms and forehead bulged bit by bit.
The Nine-Bend Godly Flames wrapped around him, the crackling sound of burning arose, and sparks scattered as they burst.
The True Divine Sword's humming resounded through the void.
A powerful Sword Intent soared to the skies, swearing to split the entire firmament open.
On the Divine Sword, spiritual energies of various colors were gathering.
The Divine Sword seemed to condense the energy of heaven and earth, the Five Elements, Yin and Yang, the sun and the moon; the entire sword radiated with light.
Suddenly, the thunderbolts in the firmament seemed enraged.
A gray thunderbolt slashed directly downward.
The spread of the "zzz" thunder echoed all around.
