Although he didn't understand what the Hundred Million Daos realm truly entailed,
there was no doubt that the Holy Ancestor's set of Hundred Million Sacred Rune armor greatly enhanced his combat power.
And this armor wasn't just limited to clothing; it included a weapon as well.
It was a Holy Sword radiating with sacred light.
The blade burst with golden brilliance, its vast power seemingly filling every corner of the sword's edge.
The sword's form was that of a broad sword, sharp, sacred, and inviolable.
The hilt was engraved densely with sacred runes.
Every sacred rune could unleash immense power.
When the armor was worn by the Holy Ancestor, at the moment he picked up the Holy Sword, this was his most powerful state.
It was the fruit of his efforts after breaking through the Ten Million Great Dao over the past thirty million years.
His gaze was majestic.
The rich golden light seemed to solidify, almost dense to the point of being unable to disperse.
"Slash!"
