Chaotic Sword God Chapter 3399: Devastation

“We will get our revenge for this!”

The Martial God spoke with absolute assurance, with determination that no one could stop and unprecedented willpower.

That was because he was the Martial God, the spiritual leader of the Martial God clan, a former archaean clan. With his cultivation as a Seventh Heavenly Layer Grand Prime, coupled with a Grand Exalt’s legacy and the sovereign god artifact, the Divine Spear of World Destruction, the Martial God had enough strength to not fear the Heaven-splitting Ancestor.

As a result, the Martial God was completely unconcerned with whether his actions would deepen his feud with the Heaven-splitting Ancestor.

The Heavenly King of Azure Brilliance looked towards the Martial God in some fear. At his cultivation, he understood extremely well just how significant the difference between a Seventh Heavenly Layer Grand Prime and a Ninth Heavenly Layer Grand Prime was.

In the vast Saints’ World, there really were only a handful of Seventh Heavenly Layer experts that were bold enough to confront Ninth Heavenly Layer Grand Primes, but most of them had even stronger experts backing them up.

Being devoid of fear towards any Ninth Heavenly Layer Grand Primes through personal strength like the Martial God was far rarer.

Of course, being devoid of fear was just not fearing them. When it came to actual battle, the Martial God was not the Heaven-splitting Ancestor’s opponent.

“Martial God, how much confidence do you have in killing the Heaven-splitting Ancestor in a century’s time?” At this moment, the cloaked old man suddenly looked towards the Martial God and spoke up with his slightly hoarse voice.

“In the past, the Heaven-destroying Sword sect had a total of four Grand Primes, who were known as the four ancestors. Three of them perished there, with their remains found, while the last one perished without leaving any remains behind. Are you the fourth?” The Martial God ignored his question and replied with a question of his own, but he did not even glance at the cloaked old man. His at

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