Sensing the Slaughter God Sword was dilapidated, its spirit even on the verge of collapse, the Almighty Demon Vine stood motionless and wordless for a long moment.
Distant memories of its last battle in life swirled in its mind. Facing the Dominator's unending power...
However, someone wasn't going to give the Almighty Demon Vine much time to reminisce.
"SWOOSH!"
A wave of pitch-black energy swiftly swept past, like a whip lashing the Almighty Demon Vine's body and sending it flying. Then, the black whip suddenly transformed. In mid-air, it morphed into a pitch-black hand that instantly seized the Slaughter God Sword fragments floating there!
"WHINE! WHINE! WHINE!"
The Slaughter God Sword emitted a series of sharp cries. An immense power surged through the black hand into Wen Yu's body, making him feel an excruciating pain, as if he were being torn apart!
The mightiest divine sword, even if only its tip remained, was not to be trifled with!
