The Emperor's sword trembled slightly and made a clear sound, as if responding to Di Xin's words.
Manjusri and Samantabhadra are approaching at this time. They look at the Renhuang Sword that suddenly appears in Dixin's hand. Their faces change greatly. It is too late to retreat.
"Tear!"
Dixin raised the Renhuang Sword in his hand and cut it down with one sword.
When the sword comes out, the light of the sword spreads across the void for hundreds of millions of miles. On the golden long sword, there is a faint birth of the world. In the world, many creatures emerge. They are born, grow, and die. In a short moment, they have gone through countless years of changes.
But they have one thing in common: they are all human beings.
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