I gripped the Cyan Netherworld Sword tightly. I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my throat. Finally, one of the legendary Nine Sovereigns of Hell, the strongest expert of the Roland Empire, the former legend who single-handedly killed his own ruler and buried his entire kingdom, Thunder the Blade of Death, was about to appear before my eyes!

Crack crack crack...

The bloody hole was about two hundred meters wide. Countless purple lightning bolts could be seen shooting across its interior. It also proved my suspicions because it was well known that Thunder was an expert of controlling lightning. He must’ve used his powerful mastery of lightning to tear a spatial rift and connect the purgatory and the human world.

A series of rumbles later, a steady but shrill voice entered my ears, "Mengchuan, my old friend, what are you up to again?"

A figure clad in dark blue armor suddenly emerged from the center of the web of lightning. There was a runic sword surrounded by lightning in his hand. Clearly, this was the legendary sword that corrupted Thunder, the Blade of Thunder!

I used Dark...