The dazzling sword light was like a giant, leaving a deep mark on everyone's sight, and finally pierced into the branches of the World Tree.

"Qiang!"

The harsh sound resounded throughout the heaven and earth, like the roar of a dragon, shocking the heaven and the earth and making ghosts and gods cry.

Looking closely, I saw that most of the Baquan Sword's blade had been inserted into the branches of the world, leaving only a small section exposed.

Such depth surpasses all previous ones.

"Did it succeed?"

"Has it reached three feet yet?"

"It's definitely here! Senior Brother Jian Wuya takes action, there is absolutely no problem!"

Everyone in the venue was whispering and looking forward to it.

Soon, Jian Wuya pulled out the Baquan Sword from the branches of the world.

Immediately a disciple next to him took out a ruler and walked over to measure it.

After a while, the disciple's face suddenly became extremely ugly, as if he was mourning for his heir.

Seeing his expression, Jian Wuya's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a strong sense of foreboding. He quickly asked: "How deep?"

"Two...two feet nine inches!"

The disciple said tremblingly. Although his voice was quiet, it was particularly harsh in the silence.
Chapter completed!