Bai Ze Emerges from Secluded Cultivation

Who could have imagined that when Fan Lang went berserk, he would be so terrifying? He erupted with the combat power of a Profound God, instantly killing numerous Demon Kings and turning the tide of battle in an instant.

Forget confronting Fan Lang head-on—even looking at him made the surviving Demon Kings tremble.

As for the lower-ranked demon beasts, they were practically scared to death. One after another, they cowered like dogs with their tails between their legs, unable to move forward and even fleeing outright.

Ten seconds, eleven seconds, twelve seconds...

Time passed.

Fan Lang continued his relentless bombardment. Every attack carried earth-shattering might. His figure could no longer be seen between heaven and earth; only sword qi spanning the ages remained, letting out wails like ghosts crying and gods howling.

With one flash of icy sword light, it illuminated far more than the Nine Provinces!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three more Demon Kings were killed in succession.

The remaining Demon Kings were terrified out of their wits. They all gave up attacking and scattered in every direction, each fleeing faster than the last. As for the lower-ranked demon beasts, there was no need to mention them. Those who could run had all run, and those left behind simply could not move.

One man and one sword turned the tide, defeating countless demon beasts. Within a radius of ten thousand miles, Fan Lang alone stood out, dazzling brightly and eclipsing everything else.

Thirty seconds.

Time was up.

Fan Lang's aura rapidly withered, like a deflated ball or a dried-up dragon vine. He hovered in the air with his sword in hand. The burden borne by the Dragon Scale Sword had been too great, and several cracks had appeared along its blade—something that had never happened before.

He gasped heavily, feeling