Surging divine powers were charging the Blood Mountain Sword and causing it to begin trembling violently and became extremely blood-red.
Jian Wushuang stared intensely at the green sword shadow wall coming toward him while he was raising the Blood Mountain Sword.
A terrifying hatred was gathering in his sword.
"I just created this strike not long ago and hasn't shown it to anyone. You'll be its test subject today."
Jian Wushuang's voice was cold as ice as the energies in Blood Mountain Sword were charged to its limit.
In the blink of an eye, the wide-spanning Transmigration Law power began to burst out.
"Transmigration Sword Technique, Hateful Path Toward Heaven!"
Boom!
The Blood Mountain Sword swung downwards.
The swing had sliced the void into two halves.
Hate! Hate! Hate!