Emperor’s Domination

Qiye inside.

“Emperors, lend me your strength!” Sword cried out.

“Boom!” Dragonspear and the other Grand Emperors poured the power of their wills into the sword formation.

The world disappeared for Li Qiye, only a realm made of murderous sword energy remained. One step forward could result in being ground to a paste.

“Boom!” His thirteen palaces disappeared as chaos poured out. The three vessels appeared and gave him an endless power of life and creation.

“Rumble!” The entire sword formation shook crazily.

The emperors were aghast and roared: “Go all out!” They poured everything into the formation.

The sword turned into an everlasting scar creator. Just one slash could destroy an era but it was more than that. With more resonating hymns, it turned into an endless cycle of swords.

It meant that one would have to run or dodge these swords forever, unable to escape the revolution of edges until death.

“Eternal Sword Revolution!” Sword Emperor roared and poured the power of his wills inside along with the other emperors. They wanted to trap Li Qiye to death inside this endless cycle.

A Heaven Punishing Weapon was terrorizing and left lasting damage. This formation created by this weapon and seven Grand Emperors was even more incredible! An eleven-will emperor would certainly die while trapped inside.

“Boom!” Li Qiye suddenly disappeared, seemingly melted into the boundless darkness inside the sword formation.

“May there be light in the first night with the start of primordial chaos.” A distant voice came about, triggering a spark of light.

It flickered and ignited chaos energy as if it was a light in the very start of the world.

The revolution sword formation aimed for this light, wishing to extinguish it! Alas, it was useless. It continued to grow stronger while feeding on primordial chaos.

“May there be dao on the second night, splitting the heaven and earth apart.” All the chaos energy exploded and the endless revolution of swords got annihilated.

“Swords back to the dreamland!” Sword recalled his cyclic attack and turned the formation into a dream-like trance.

With popping noises, bloodied immortal-slaying swords suddenly appeared everywhere. Each blade seemed to have murdered gods. As long as the victim still had flesh and life, these swords would come into being and occupy each inch of space.

There was no place to escape; it was coming from ones dream and mind while breaking out to damage the actual flesh.

“May there be spirits on the third night for divine ascension to oppose the immortals!” Gods were created in this world.

“Rumble!” After these gods came into being, they began to suppress these immortal-slaying swords.

“Pluff!” Of course, some of them were also destroyed by the swords coming out of their body.