บท 1231: A Call to the Sky

The sword, stretching 10,000 meters, blitzed at a staggering speed of 1,300 meters per second! 

Its colossal momentum proved relentless. 

On the mammoth blade, Braydon Neal hovered mid-air, seemingly defying gravity.

The Heavenly Execution Sword, under his command, thrusted menacingly toward Jaa'ku city.

Chaka Hlongwane, unfazed by the immense sword, sneered coldly. 

His fearless demeanor stemmed from his status as a quasi-emperor. 

His vitality, mental power, essence, Qi, and spirit were all honed to perfection, leaving him a mere half-step from the coveted emperor realm.

Although Chaka's mental power had reached the ninth stage, he acknowledged that he was still outmatched by a quasi-emperor. 

"Suppress," he commanded with indifference. 

A deafening boom ensued as the world within a thousand miles bowed to Chaka's dominance, forcibly halting the colossal red sword's advance.