The silver-haired old man was unfathomable.
As powerful as a god.
Cang Ya, the boundary guardian, did not dare let his guard down. Though furious beyond measure, he did not attack directly!
From crossing the boundary to killing, the silver-haired old man had used less than one-thousandth of an instant. Even though Cang Ya had sensed something and tried to save them, he had still been one step too late.
Cang Ya looked at the boundary-guard soldiers below, annihilated until only their heads remained. Guilt filled his eyes, and he blamed himself deeply.
With the Dynasty Stele protecting the place, he spent most of his time cultivating in the stone hall.
He would only appear when danger arose.
Over the years, there had occasionally been arrogant people who tried to cross the boundary.
Yet they had all been discovered by him in time and stopped with thunderous methods.
Who would have thought that today, an enemy of this level would come—so powerful that he had no time to save anyone before the armored soldiers had already turned to flying ash!
"Lord Cang Ya, please take good care of our... wives and children! We... will go on ahead!"
One boundary-guard soldier, with only his head left, struggled to speak, pleading mournfully.
Perhaps the silver-haired old man's secret technique was unusual.
Though that boundary-guard soldier's body had turned to ash and only his head remained, he could still speak!
Black ash formed from burned flesh and blood drifted through the air.
It hung suspended in the void.
Many armored soldiers were filled with tears.
Little by little, they turned to ash.
Death had arrived, yet they were not afraid!
From the moment they took on the mission of guarding the boundary, they had already cast life and death aside!
What they could