Chapter 615: The Name of the Divine Sword
Rumble! Rumble!
Boom! Boom!
The lightning strikes came down repeatedly, all focused on one point in the central area of the Everlasting Silent Forest. The barrier protecting that place shone brightly as it withstood each strike. The lightning did not stop for the next ten seconds, all carrying the same power.
But then Tarius stopped as he saw how strong the barrier truly was. It had withstood numerous lightning strikes. He had to admit that the formation in that part of the continent was exceptionally powerful. This only strengthened his belief that there was something hidden there, something the dragon and phoenix had prepared.
The phenomenon unfolding before him was something he did not welcome. He felt that if he did nothing, he would face failure here.
As a god, he sensed it, the presence of another possible future, one in which he failed, and that sense was growing stronger with each passing second. It felt as though something behind that barrier could redirect his predetermined fate and plans.
He then decided on another method to shatter the barrier.
Suddenly, energy from the regions surrounding the continent was pulled into the eye, and something began to materialize in front of the red iris. The divine energy that had been wreaking havoc across the continent and its surroundings was also drawn in, merging with the energy of heaven and earth.
The energy formed a vortex that could be seen from across the regions. In front of the eye, the object that had begun to materialize became clearer. It was turning into a black, giant, elongated staff, and it kept growing.
Still, even though the thing that had materialized was not yet complete, the power it exuded was enough to fill everyone who could sense it with horror and despair. That was because its power could already be felt as far greater than the lightning strikes from earlier.
Every cultivator who witnessed this believed that the eye truly intended to destroy the world, this strike might even pierce the world itself. The pressure alone threatened to crush the continent, and it became clear that the barrier was weakening. Its light dimmed with each passing second.
Even the storm of the impassable region, which had blocked all entry into the untouchable continent since ancient times, began to recede. It grew weaker and weaker, until, finally, it came to a complete stop.