Chapter 1842 The Heaven Splitter

• “Yeah, absolutely!” Asher exclaimed from the side. “I could sense it. That sword in his hand, it must be a divine artifact! If we can snatch that sword and present it to Lord Angel when he arrives and pleases him, he might even take us to the Upper Realm!”
• Azen's gaze remained fixated solely on Beatrice. Wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth, he declared with a lecherous expression, “I don't care about the rest. This woman is mine!”
• The trio simultaneously raised their swords high, their blades casting a brilliant white light that illuminated the vast land. A divine aura descended, as if heavenly gods had graced the earth. Without much thought, the three exchanged a glance, planning to end the battle with a single move.