The void was not empty. It held all kinds of abnormal fluctuations and mixed energies; they were simply not easy to observe.
Yet in that endless emptiness, a small rift suddenly split open, and a human figure over a thousand kilometers tall actually emerged from it.
That abruptness, that shock, was hard to imagine for anyone who had not experienced it personally.
Especially when the figure was radiating endless Coercive Pressure and holding a dark-brown saber five hundred kilometers long.
Within that Coercive Pressure were vastness, antiquity, roughness, savagery... and an intense aura of slaughter.
After the figure appeared, it paused for almost one breath, then pointed the long saber forward.
Violent energy and an even stronger aura instantly surged out in an unending torrent.
The long saber had yet to fall, but the Coercive Pressure it held back was enough to make the entire void seem to tremble.
Qu Jianlei had paused for less than a breath to give the other side a chance to surrender or explain—Heaven valued life!
Setting a trap in the void was indeed hateful, but since it was a method of Human Race cultivators, it might not necessarily have been aimed at the Human Race.
However, he had overlooked one point: cultivators below the Out-of-Body True Venerable level simply could not withstand his aura in such a short span of time.
The next instant, black saber light flashed.
No trajectory could be seen in the void, but a fierce, immense Blade Intent burst forth in an instant, scattering an aura of slaughter in every direction.
The Blade Intent filled the entire space, as if it were everywhere at once, while also stretching on without end, giving off a sense of infinity.
Qu Jianlei's attainments in saber arts were not actually all that superb. Being