Survive or die right now!
Choose for yourselves!
Zhao Rong's words echoed throughout the Sword Debate Plaza.
The eyes of the powerhouses from all over the Myriad Swords Continent gathered on the Saint Deity Emperor and others, yet no one dared to make a sound.
Just moments before, Zhao Rong had nearly slain hundreds of the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sect's strongest with a single sword strike; even the wielders of the Dual Swords, the Myriad Tribulations Sword God, now lay in pools of blood—who would dare to utter a word?
"One!" Seeing that the Saint Deity Emperor and others did not speak up, Zhao Rong said coldly.
"Two!"
"Three!"
Zhao Rong's voice, like a giant hammer, struck deeply into the hearts of the Saint Deity Emperor and his cohort.
Every member of the Saint Deity Emperor's group clenched their fists tightly.
"Four!"
Zhao Rong's voice continued to resonate, and the entire plaza was suffocating.
"Five!"
...
"Nine!"