“Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants. “From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?” “Hahahaha, I’m already alone bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudge and hatred, why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn’t ask for anything better!!” His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, moving 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered. He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart!
Wherever his palm passed by, all the streets of Los Angeles broke out in great commotion.
Countless cars came to a stop, and people ran out from their homes, offices, clubs, and other places. They looked at the sky which had changed drastically, and their countenances turned pale.
The people could not even tell that this was an arm. They could only tell that something had covered up the sky and that the starlight and moonlight had all disappeared.
"God, is this the end of the world?"
"Could this be the military's latest weapon?"
"The moon has disappeared! What's going on?!"
There was not even a need to mention the terror that was running through Los Angeles' streets. This was because when the palm crossed a distance of several hundred kilometers and covered up the skies above the Pacific Fleet, the soldiers on the ships did not look any better than the ordinary people.
"What's that?"
"Are those dark clouds?"