Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

This is the very front of the platform, right in front of the Doomsday Beast.

Yan Huan quietly raised her head and stared directly at the enormous thing.

Standing in the storm whipped up by the wings of the Doomsday Beast, many people felt the wind blades were like knives, and their bodies were in excruciating pain.

Yan Huan's expression remained unchanged.

Even Danheng and March 7th were stunned, and they even forgot to pull him back.

He stood beneath the apocalyptic beast, amidst the storm, tilting his head slightly.

He spoke in a deep voice to the incredulous crowd behind him:

"Everyone, watch carefully."

Then, Yan Huan stood with her hands behind her back and looked up at the sky.

"Watch me, Yan, slay this demon!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Huan suddenly raised her hand.

The surrounding imaginary energy was rapidly mobilized, faintly emitting a buzzing sound.

"boom--!!"

A deafening roar echoed from the distant starry sky.

The distant Milky Way slowly converged, forming an endless vortex of stars above the Doomsday Beast.

Estella looked shocked.

Gazing at the breathtaking sky filled with stars, he turned to ask Wen Shiling behind him:

"What did you say to Yan Huan? What's going on with Capote?" She had naturally heard Yan Huan mention Capote to Dan Heng.

Wen Shiling shook her head innocently, then stubbornly said:

"I, I don't know either."

Seeing the chaotic scene of the starry sky, Wen Shiling was terrified and almost cried.

What is he trying to do?!

Even the normally emotionless Doomsday Beast was suddenly stunned.

Mechanically, I looked up at this strange galaxy.

Yan Huan's robes fluttered, and from within the vortex formed by the convergence of stars, the tip of a golden sword slowly emerged.

“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!”

The sound was powerful and accompanied by a faint rumbling noise.

In an instant, the galaxy trembled, and the entire Black Tower space station began to shake.

No one knew exactly how big the golden sword tip was, but it had already taken up the entire field of vision.

The patterns on the sword embody the characteristics of ancient East, elegant yet understated, timeless and profound.

In an instant, golden rays of light spread across the sky, illuminating the entire universe.

The sound of swords echoed throughout the vast universe.

Immediately, Yan Huan's gaze sharpened.

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All of a sudden!

Nebulae surged, and fierce storms swept across the land.

Danheng and March 7th, who were on the platform, were both unable to bear it any longer, so they simply retreated with the others.

They watched from afar as the man stood alone on the platform in the storm.

The surging power made all the instruments and equipment on the space station hum and vibrate.

At this moment.

Even the Doomsday Beast in front of the platform was unable to move due to the terrifying pressure from the Void Sword God.

His entire body, black and white bones, creaked and groaned as they were crushed!

Even before the sword fell, his body had already begun to contort.

Even after being tempered in the crucible of war, this doomsday beast was clearly no match for the Void Sword God, who had mobilized the power of the star core!

Under everyone's gaze, Yan Huan slowly extended two fingers and gently tapped the apocalyptic beast in front of her.

Buzz—!

The enormous golden sword tip above the distant starry sky seemed to be summoned, slowly reaching down towards the Doomsday Beast.

Every time it probed a certain distance, it caused a violent tremor throughout the entire space station.

Beneath that sword tip, the Doomsday Beast's body appeared so tiny.

Everyone held their breath.

Their minds were filled with countless thoughts, deeply shocked by this scene!

This sword fell from the top of the Milky Way, high above the universe, its sharpness causing the surrounding floating meteorites to crumble.

The moment the golden sword tip touched the Doomsday Beast, another massive upheaval occurred, as if a supernova had erupted.

"boom------!!"

Not only the Doomsday Beasts, but even the Black Tower Space Station was submerged in the golden light.

The roar was deafening, and everyone held their breath.

It is unknown how much time passed before the light in the universe gradually faded away.

In the Black Tower Space Station.

Many staff members huddled on the ground, their hands covering their heads.

It took me a long time to come to my senses.

In the distant Milky Way, a few golden traces still remain.

It was as if to prove that the sword strike just now was real.

After a long time.

What brought everyone back to their senses were the words of a handsome middle-aged man.

"Himeko, who drew their sword?" Welt asked in a serious voice.

"Huh?" March 7th turned around in surprise, then said with delight, "Uncle Yang, when did you arrive?"

Walter: "While you retreated in."

He pushed up his glasses and gazed at the golden glow in the distant universe.

He had seen this move before.

During the most glorious period of China, there was a mountain called Taixu Mountain, which was full of ancient Eastern charm.

The name of the Crimson Iris Immortal immediately appeared in Walter's mind.

"Himeko, are you alright?" Welt asked Himeko again, who was in a daze.

Himeko's eyes were filled with complex emotions at that moment.

Barely suppressing the shock within him, he slowly began to speak:

"His name is Yan Huan, and he once claimed to be the captain of the Hyperion."

"What?!" Walter's expression froze.

Clang—!

Uncle Yang's cane fell to the ground, but his eyes were filled with disbelief.

He had heard of the captain of the Hyperion.

I never expected to meet people from that world again here.

Suddenly, I felt a mix of emotions.

That sword strike just now was powerful enough to be from a Star God Envoy.

"Hey, why aren't you guys talking?" March 7 looked around and found everyone staring blankly, their eyes unfocused.

They seemed like they hadn't woken up yet.

At this moment, it was Danheng who took over the conversation on March 7th.

He looked towards the remaining golden trail in space:

"This sword strike has a very Xianzhou-style feel to it."

Walter nodded:

"Yes, it is indeed very similar. His control over the sword is extremely exquisite. Even though it looks like a raging storm to us, and he is even bathed in this golden light, he is completely unharmed."

"His skill in kendo is comparable to that of a friend I once met."

The person Walter mentioned was none other than Fu Hua, the Crimson Iris Immortal.

Dan Heng: "Mr. Walter, could it be that you have also been to the Fairy Ship?"

“No,” Walter said slowly, “that’s my hometown.”

Walter never talked much about his hometown while on the train.

Clearly, this sword strike reminded him of something.

Himeko said with a smile: