A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Tong fought alone in the Ice Canyon, which stretched for who knew how many hundreds of millions of li. It was a canyon formed entirely from condensed ice. Blades and swords danced in Zhou Tong's hands; every strike killed at least one Heavenly God Realm demon, and sometimes a single blow took out seven or eight.
Clang! Ring! Bang!...
Sword light flashed, piercing a demon's head through with a single strike. Saber light scattered as another demon was cleaved in two. Saber and sword struck together, severing eight nearby demons in an instant. Occasionally, flames swept out, reducing vast swathes of demons to ashes in the blazing fire.
With his Heavenly God Realm cultivation, in such extreme slaughter, he could unleash more than a dozen consecutive attacks almost every second. At the least, over a dozen demons would fall; at most, twenty or thirty. Whenever he used fire attacks, he could even kill hundreds of demons in one strike.
On average, two or three hundred thousand demons died at his hands each day. Over a hundred years, he had slaughtered nearly a hundred billion demons.
Yet after those hundred billion demons died, they swiftly vanished, leaving no corpses on the ground.
This Moonlit Pool World was unusual. These demons had been specially arranged and could not even be considered true lifeforms. They were more like intelligent puppets: their strength could not improve, and after being slain, they would revive in the depths of the canyon.
Otherwise, what demons could possibly endure such slaughter?
"His progress is too fast. Since the creation of the entire Moonlit Pool World until now, among all cultivators who have entered this place, no one has ever advanced as quickly as he has. The speed