The True Target of the Ancient God Will?

He carried this child's saber, facing the most powerful opponent of his life.

The remnants of the four ancient gods' wills.

He was excited. In the eyes of a swordsman, there was no distinction between strength and weakness.

With only the will to dare to wield the saber, his body began to disintegrate.

Under immense pressure, even the arm dragging the heavy saber behind him fractured.

He was as yet unknown, his body and limbs slowly disappearing.

Under extreme pressure, his entire skeletal structure vanished.

With Ding Ning's head shattered, everything returned to calm.

"Sigh." Liu Bai sighed lightly.

"You've blocked me." Suddenly, a voice sounded in the sky.

Amid the three layers of Power of the Ancients, a young boy viciously swung the heavy saber in his hand.

Crack! Crack!

The sky seemed to freeze suddenly. Onlookers in the distance felt everything come to a standstill.