Bandits! A Bunch of Bandits!

"Cover it with fire!" Zhang Huanyun roared.

Boom, boom...

Dense barrages of Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Shells, among them even quite a few Level 10 Fixed Soul Guidance Shells, were all fired toward the Abyssal Passage.

The volume of fire had even surpassed the amount of artillery fire in the Tang Sect Underground Arsenal in Ming City. Even a peak Quasi-God powerhouse would not dare take it head-on.

"A little noisy. I prefer quiet." A deep voice rang out from within the Abyssal Passage. An enormous halberd, enlarged to several thousand meters long, rose from the abyss, and its three-foot blade light swept lightly.

Within a radius of several thousand meters, all the artillery fire shattered and vanished in an instant.

"This!" Everyone was stunned. So much firepower had actually been wiped out in a single strike.

"Six thousand years. I've finally succeeded. Very good. This world, so full of life, I have finally arrived. This is the world I wanted. Once I devour this place, I will be a God King." A figure slowly rose from the abyss. His face was fair, his features handsome, and his pair of black eyes had no whites, only a depth like the abyss itself.

His fingers were long and slender. The blood of Lan Fozi that stained his hands had already disappeared completely, absorbed cleanly into his skin. A black robe covered his entire body, its broad shoulder collar spreading out to both sides, drawing the huge black cloak behind him as it extended backward—as though it were endless.

He waved a hand toward the distance, and at once, the enormous halberd in the sky slowly shrank and fell into his grasp.

And when the Heavenly Saint Abyss-Cleaver fell into his hand, its entire body suddenly turned transparent, like a torch