This sword was as swift as lightning, impossible to evade, and struck Guardian Great Mage squarely.
The Time-Space Dao took effect simultaneously, each aspect more deadly than the last. The Time Dao froze Guardian Great Mage's sea of consciousness, stopping his thoughts and leaving it completely rigid. The Space Dao destroyed the space he occupied, turning the surroundings into nothingness that began annihilating everything.
Guardian Great Mage stopped resisting and allowed the void to devour him. Before long, he vanished without a trace.
Fan Lang had slain another Upper God, adding a bold stroke to his record.
Then he threw himself into a new battle, unmatched wherever he went.
The Land of Sky moved according to his will. Under his control, it produced all kinds of spatial effects—sometimes shattering, sometimes exploding, sometimes transforming into streams of Space Blades, each one lethal.
Kill.
Kill again!
The Imperial Palace, inside and out, had been torn apart by slaughter. Thousands upon thousands fled in all directions, only to be stopped by spatial barriers.
The weak could not break through the barriers at all, while the strong were singled out by Fan Lang and the others.
Within the barriers, it had become an Asura Field. Cries of agony shook the heavens, blood dyed the earth red, and one villain after another met their end.
After a long time, the battle finally came to an end.
Fan Lang was drenched in blood, having killed countless people. His heart was as solid as stone, without the slightest wavering.
After this battle, the Land of Sky had essentially been purged. Only insignificant stragglers remained, incapable of causing any trouble.
The internal fighting was over, but there was still an external threat to deal with.
"Since I have this opportunity, I might as well get rid of King