Investing in the Empress's junior sister, she broke through her defenses after comparison.

hum!

With that single finger gesture, the entire world seemed to be paused in that instant.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely clear and melodious sword cry resounded from the Thunder Emperor Sword, piercing through gold and splitting stone, reaching straight to the heavens!

Ye Feng didn't even glance at the divine sword. Instead, he tilted his head back and gulped down a large mouthful of strong liquor. The spicy liquid slid down his throat and into his stomach, bringing a comfortable warmth.

He held the wine gourd and casually swung it at the Thunder Emperor Sword, which had begun to unleash endless lightning.

"Go."

Two words, light and airy, devoid of any worldly concerns, yet containing an unparalleled will.

Rumble!

The moment Ye Feng finished speaking, the purple-gold divine sword moved!

Instead of turning into streaks of light, it expanded wildly in place in an unbelievable way!

Hundred zhang! Thousand zhang! Five thousand zhang!

lofty!

In the blink of an eye, a giant thunder sword, spanning the sky and ten thousand feet long, replaced the heavens and hung above the nine heavens!

The giant sword was wreathed in purple-gold destructive lightning, each bolt of lightning terrifyingly thick, tearing through the void and emitting a deafening roar. Its terrifying imperial might was more than a hundred times stronger than before; the entire world groaned and trembled beneath its blade!

The mountains and land below crumbled and turned to dust under this immense pressure!

"Oh my God……"

Among the onlookers in the distance, Xiangling tightly covered her mouth with her small hands to prevent herself from screaming. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were filled with utter horror, and her legs went weak, almost causing her to collapse to the ground.

Is this...is this really a level that human beings can reach?

This is no sword; it is clearly a world-destroying divine punishment descended by the gods!

Behind Ye Feng, the reactions of his junior sisters varied.

Jiang Keke's big, bright eyes widened, her small mouth slightly open, and she was completely speechless, her mind a blank.

Xiao Baiyu's delicate body trembled slightly, but her smiling eyes shone with an unprecedented brilliance. She stared intently at her senior brother's still lazy back, her heart pounding wildly, an emotion called admiration and love almost overwhelming her.

This is her senior brother! In the blink of an eye, the heavens and earth collapsed!

A look of surprise appeared on Murong Qingqing's serene face. She could clearly feel that all her fearless Gu worms were now curled up, trembling, conveying the most primal fear.

Li Yanran's usually calm and composed face was now extremely solemn. She could feel that the Golden Emperor Coffin, her natal imperial weapon, was vibrating on its own, seemingly responding to the supreme sword power, or perhaps expressing... awe!

Only Bing Xian'er, the reincarnated empress, after the initial shock, had a storm surging in her clear and cold phoenix eyes!

wrong!

Something's wrong with this force!

This is not merely imperial might! It contains a trace... a trace of an even more ancient and primordial law of destruction that she had never even encountered in her previous life!

What is the origin of the sword in this drunken senior brother's hand?!

Just as everyone was in shock, the ten-thousand-foot-long thunder sword locked onto Xue Qianqiu, who was as insignificant as an ant below.

The tip of the sword dipped slightly.

boom!

There were no fancy moves, no complicated trajectories, it was just that simple and direct, slashing down at Xue Qianqiu's head!

At that moment, time seemed to slow down incredibly.

Xue Qianqiu could clearly see how the thunder sword that covered the entire sky pressed down inch by inch.

The shadow of death materialized into a tangible chill, freezing him completely from head to toe.

All his previous pleas for mercy and all his pretense became the most ridiculous joke in the face of this sword.

From the very beginning, the other party never intended to let him go, nor did they intend to let the Blood Nether Holy Land go!