C2234 Mi Ling's Death!!

In the blink of an eye, the Nethersky Sword burst forth with an endless, brilliant radiance. Terrifying energy swirled around its blade, resembling an unstoppable, swirling galaxy.

"No, no!!"

"Lord Sulang, I am willing to be your slave, your dog! Spare me, I beg you!"

Buddha Maitreya, overwhelmed by the fearsome aura of the Nethersky Sword, felt his legs give way beneath him