Eighth Sword Deity?

Thud!

Thud!

The two halves of the corpse hit the ground with a loud impact.

The onlooking masses erupted into cheers during the punch by Xu Xiaoshou that cleared a 10-mile void. Now, they were dead silent as they witnessed the swing of the blade by the scruffy-looking man.

Everyone present was stunned. They were in disbelief over the godly powers of the sword.

The sword must have been crafted by the God of Pottery Kun Wu, equipped with the power to cut through the nine heavens, slice through the clouds, and sever the rivers and lakes.

Chong Dong was not the only victim of the sword.

The long black line of vacuum that had sliced through Chong Dong extended to the edge of the sky. It seemed to extend endlessly into space.

"A sword that has cut into eternity… There is nothing more powerful than this!"

As a voice was finally heard in the masses, the onlooking people began to explode with excitement and noise.