Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Spiritual Revolution cultivators' bodies exploded into bits, like twenty-some bright red fireworks blooming in the air.

Beautiful, yet horrifying.

In this slash, Su Yi didn’t actually activate the aura of the Sword of the Nine Hells.

The reason he could nonetheless take out so many fleeing opponents in one fell swoop was simple: their mental state and will to fight had already crumbled!

Opponents like that were no threat at all.

Heaven and earth were painted in blood, and an aura of destruction lingered in the air.

Su Yi stood alone in the skies, gazing proudly down upon the world below.

Like an undefeatable god or immortal!

The distant onlookers stood there in a daze, eyes wide but vacant.

Every peak expert of seven top factions had joined the fray, fighting side-by-side and creating layer upon layer of formations. They’d even used all sorts of ancestral supreme treasures.

Even so, they fell in the end!

Su Yi had single-handedly killed every last one of them!

Sixty-three Spiritual Revolution experts and over one hundred Spiritual Incarnation experts. All of them had fallen in battle. Not one had survived!

Who’d have dared imagine this? It was too terrifying!

Heaven and earth were silent,...