In the center of the construction site, a massive crater, like a demonic abyss, continuously spewed an utterly sinister and bone-chilling aura.
Amaterasu was like a golden sun suspended high in the night sky,
emitting a bone-chillingly cold light that no one dared gaze upon directly.
Her magnificent golden robes billowed in the night wind,
while the golden radiance surrounding her materialized into a raging inferno, its flames leaping madly, casting her as a supreme deity who held dominion over all life.
At this moment, her stunningly beautiful face was stern to the extreme, a cold glint flickering in her eyes.
They were like the sharpest, coldest stars in the night sky, and the killing intent they revealed was palpable.
She had clearly sworn a silent oath to not let Xu Fu live a single moment longer.
With a flick of her wrist, the legendary Grass Cutting Sword in her hand transformed into a fatal bolt of lightning,
