Behold!
Above Han Muye's head, it seemed as if heaven and earth were split apart, endless origin powers shattered!
A sword light emerged from the illusion.
"This is, a sword…"
Yu Shaotang's eyes flickered with spiritual light, filled with anticipation.
Jin Hong beside him also focused intently on the emerging sword shadow.
A Sword of the Soul coalesced.
Han Muye's soul and physical body had already transformed into the True Spirit Sword, and now this sword was formed by the division of his soul.
This sword did not seem strong.
Although it shattered the origin and broke through space, it did not display that power above dominion, capable of contending with the God Realm.
How strong can a divided soul be?
Yet, the appearance of this seemingly not so formidable three-foot-long sword caused the surrounding heaven and earth to tremble, as if incredibly uneasy.