The Seventh Style of the Heavenly Blade, the Great Overarching Heaven!

"The seventh form of the Heavenly Blade, the East Heavenly Pole!"

Previously, the stars hung upside down, the sun and moon alternated, and mountains and seas shook.

But all of that had disappeared.

The vast and mysterious sky gradually revealed itself, like a blade slicing down.

The blade intent erupted and shook the earth.

The River of Deathly Silence surged out and was ready to drown the Heavenly Note Sect at any moment.

However, the stars fell upon the Heavenly Note Sect and pushed the River of Deathly Silence back.

Si Cheng looked at the sky, where a sudden and oppressive force descended from the heavens.

Under the blade, Smiling San Sheng appeared as insignificant as an ant.

He had no power to fight back.

"Master?" Xu Bai called out.

He was not involved in the battle, but even from a distance, he felt an overwhelming sense of dread.

He was terrified.

"The difference is too great," Si Cheng said.