At the side of the enormous mountain was almost an entire one thousand experts from the various powers, and even though Chen Xi charged and slaughtered repeatedly, he’d only slaughtered over a hundred of his enemies. After all, all these experts had cultivations at the Nether Transformation Realm, and they possessed formidable strengths that ordinary people couldn’t compare to. If news of Chen Xi being capable to achieve such an accomplishment was to be spread, it would be sufficient to shock the world.

A lone person killing over 100 cultivators at the same realm amidst an army. Such a ferocious deed was something very few people in the entire Dark Reverie were capable of accomplishing.

Rumble!

The battle continued. The glow of blood shot through the sky as rays of lights roiled like the tide, and the horrifying and terrifying sounds of battle and collision were like the terrifying sound of the earth collapsing or a volcano erupting.

Chen Xi rampaged through within the battle while the bloody sword shot out like bolts of lightning. Every single strike seemed capable of moving the gods as it reaped life after life, and it was ferocious, powerful, swift like a bolt of lightning, and terrifying to the extreme. Blood dyed his clothes and hair red, causing him to be like a god of devils that trampled on the world and everything within it with an imposing aura, and everywhere the blade of his sword went, all obstacles before him would be swept ...