The monster roared after being stopped by the saber. Cultivators on the run were frightened stiff. They didn’t dare to slow down for a second.

“Ooo!” Its other claw smashed down at the old servant with enough force to crush the radius of one hundred thousand miles.

“Clank!” The old man unsheathed his saber. Its light illuminated the realms. Its prosperity meant wealth for all; its downfall signaled destruction.

He raised it before slashing vertically, destroying all laws...