A sword radiance spread out. It was thin and curved at the outset but quickly erupted into a torrential wave!

This sword traversed heaven, earth, and time itself.

It seemed as though the countless predecessors of the human race had joined the attack as it tore an opening through the firmament.

For whom did the tear in the sky open?

The brilliance lasted but a moment. All splendor and majesty would wither one day, only remaining in the memories of those who had witnessed the scene.

The light slowly receded.

The Pointer Monarch stood completely still with his sword pointing toward the sky.

A laceration had appeared in the firmament, a gash perpendicular to the River of Blood.

This sword had actually rent the blue dome of the heavens!

That ancient book had appeared in the Demon King’s hands at one point, its pages filling the air as they protected the supreme...