The two youths possessed world-shaking killing power. With a single stroke of their swords, heaven collapsed and earth split.
"Monsters, true monsters! These two youths—the power of a single sword stroke surpasses us old demons countless times over!"
"If that sword light came within ten meters of me, I would be gravely wounded!"
"The Human Race has languished for ten thousand years. Could it be about to rise again and reclaim its former glory?"
In the distance, Bai Sha and Chi Hong stared at the ocean-like waves of sword light in the sky, their brows twitching wildly and their hair standing on end.
Both were old demons who had cultivated for many years, with exceptional combat prowess among those of the same realm. Even many renowned old kings of the Human Race were no match for them.
Yet today, just three sword strokes from two youths had frightened them badly.
The young were a race's hope.
When the young were strong, their race flourished.
For the past ten thousand years, the younger generation of the Demon Race had dominated with an overwhelming advantage, looking down upon the Human Race.
Within the same realm, the Demon Race utterly crushed the Human Race.
How many years had it been since anyone had seen such monsters among humans?
"How can such a rotten sword possess such divine might? Why does it feel as though True Dragons are wailing between heaven and earth?" The tall youth, Wu You, was aghast.
Zhou Buyu was terrifying. Once the Heaven-Defying Silent Sword emerged, its boundless edge almost severed the heavens.
Yet his fame preceded him. As an Ancient God Battle Group champion, Wu You had long heard of him. Witnessing his divine might now left Wu You surprised, but not shocked.
Xiao Chen, however, came from Great