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Two divine swords, each emitting a fierce white light, blossomed with brilliance, illuminating the world, and stabbed towards the Demon Lord.
Practitioners from the five major sects, three great Demon Sects, and the Demon Race from Huang State who were fighting against each other all held their breath.
The clash of three vital treasures caused Mount Shu's numerous peaks to shake occasionally, numerous cracks appearing on the mountains and rocks falling, while various Spirit Beasts were in a constant state of panic.
If Lu Changsheng and Xia Ningxue were to fall, every living being in Mount Shu might be wiped out.
The Demon Lord, as if stuck in a quagmire, found the space around him bound by the net of swords formed by the Holy Spirit Sword Art; he was unable to move, only able to watch helplessly as the two divine swords approached.
The speed of the divine swords seemed slow, but in reality, it was incredibly fast.