Chapter 1101

Stepping into the spatial rift, the scene before his eyes opens up instantly.

Numerous bolts of lightning were slithering like pythons in this confined space. Ordinary people would be frightened by this sight, but Michael was seemingly oblivious to the existence of the lightning, his gaze focused straight ahead.

Following his gaze, one could see a small hill about ten meters high.

This small hill was composed of countless broken swords. At the top of the mountain, there stood a single intact ancient sword.

The ancient sword looked a bit like the Red Sky Sword, somewhat thicker than ordinary long swords. The blade glimmered with a cold purple light, enveloped by lightning throughout its body.

The lightning within this dimension was all emanating from this sword!

"Spring Thunder Sword!" Michael spoke quietly, as if talking to himself or conversing with someone.

Boom! Boom! Boom——

The surrounding sound of thunder became even more wild, as if responding to him.