The echo of the fifth doomsday clock suddenly became deep and distant.
Countless parallel spaces cracked open and Qin Yu's body became even more transparent.
Everything in front of him became blurry, and the Spiritual Energy Sword of the Sword of Time instantly dimmed.
The future had already been erased, so how could the Sword of Time be able to slash out its strongest attack?
The sword and the bell collided.
Qin Yu's vision became blurry as blood covered his entire eye membrane.
His body retreated step by step and his arm made a clear sound.
The arm that was holding the Sword of Time was broken.
The Sword of Time was thrown into the air and stabbed into the ground.
"Brat, the rest is up to you. You're the person who will be slashing out with this sword."