"Zhang Xuan, hand over the Eternal Heart, and I might spare your life today!"
The Demon Lord's intent rippled through the Phantasm Space.
"Give me the Creation Jade Butterfly, and I can help you escape from the Demon Lord's grasp!" The Buddha's intent also transmitted over.
"Alright!"
Zhang Xuan smiled lightly, spinning the Chengde Sword in his hand half-circle before suddenly thrusting it out.
He didn't stab the Buddha, nor the Demon Lord, but rather at the empty sky.
The two experts were puzzled, then suddenly saw the clear sky become overcast with dense storm clouds, countless lightning coursing through them, ready to collapse at any moment.
"Is this... the Heavenly Punishment?"
The Buddha and Demon Lord's expressions simultaneously grew grave.
