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'That's the firepower that we needed!' Noah shouted in his mind.

Sword Saint was a monster. His power had evolved after reaching the solid stage. He wasn't only launching slashes anymore. He had become sharpness itself.

The cultivators on the edges of the army stopped dying after Sword Saint joined the fray. The light and the cracking figures didn't manage to near the group with three monsters handling the offensive.

Noah's slashes were Heaven and Earth's worst enemy. They inherently carried laws that opposed the rulers, and they featured intense destructive capabilities.

The violent thoughts amassed in his mind even boosted the destruction carried by his offensive. His singularities instinctively knew where to discharge their power to obtain the best effects. The light and the crackling figures could only crumble against his relentless attacks.