A strong wind buffeted the battlefield. Blood-colored frost appeared around the combatants, as though a mysterious realm of hell had intersected the third realm.

As though the doors to hell had just been thrown open, tens of thousands of serpents rushed out in a flood as Zhang Lie swung Guicang at the king of black fog.

The king of black fog condensed that fog into two huge palms, which pushed forward and caused all the serpents in their way to explode. However, the serpents came in an endless torrent. Neither side let up.

"[The Boundless Blade: the River Lethe]!" Zhang Lie lifted the blade in his hand high above his head as pitch-black energy exploded from him. He...