The Sword of Chaos struck right at the center of the blackish-red pillar of light. An agonized scream rang out from it as countless scarlet beast or humanoid forms drifted apart as dust.

A dragon of black and red and five thousand kilometers long reared back with a proud croon, charging out the moment the light vanished. It came with a stomach-turning presence that induced waves of nausea in all living beings within five thousand kilometers. Even empyrean, true, august, and divine immortals staggered backward and retched.

The Human Emperor waved the Sword of Chaos again without a shift in expression and slammed it down on the dragon.

BAM!

A heaven-shaking collision rang out, vaporizing any immortals caught in the sound wave. The Human Emperor paled as a trickle of blood the width of his thumb dribbled out of his mouth. One of the eight titled kings behind him exploded. The king’s immortal soul...