Treading the World, Sword Suppressing All Clans
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~
The air currents surged as Fu Shang rode away on a lion.
Shi Buyi carried Fu Shang, unconsciously arching his back so that Fu Shang could sit more comfortably.
One sword strike had cleaved through the sky for a hundred thousand miles, nearly wiping out all the experts of the Xiaomang Divine Clan.
Such strength made Shi Buyi's heart and soul tremble. Only then did he realize how difficult it had been for him to preserve his life before.
He also understood that he likely would never escape this demon's clutches for the rest of his life.
With his state of mind shattered, Shi Buyi was utterly despondent for a moment. He resigned himself to the thought that serving as this revered god's mount did not seem so unacceptable after all.
"Could it be that Senior Brother Fu Shang intends to..."
Zhong Yue suddenly recalled what Fu Shang had said atop the Golden Summit of Sword Gate, and his heart shook. Could he be planning to suppress all races in one stroke?
The thought was so shocking that even he could not help but freeze.
An uncontrollable excitement appeared on Feng Shang's aged face. Clearly, he too had realized what Fu Shang intended to do.
Before this, he had not believed Fu Shang could accomplish it.
But the power of that sword strike had already proven that he possessed such strength!
Even the human ancestors who had founded Sword Gate and battled gods in the past had not been as powerful as Fu Shang was now!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~
While Zhong Yue was lost in thought, Fang Jiange, Jun Sixie, and the others also arrived.
"Gate Master, Junior Brother Zhong."
After the group paid their respects to Feng Shang, they