"Kong Xuan had gone mad!"
That was the outside world's assessment. Wielding his black longsword, he slaughtered supernatural practitioners of the same rank like cutting hemp, never stopping for even a moment.
In the Dead Star Sea, beast corpses as large as planets generally had their skulls punched through, while more normally sized creatures were cleaved straight into two.
The direct descendants of the Paper Saint Hall—the group of Heavenly Grade Experts wielding long spears—had suffered immense losses. Though they did not fear death, and each had been specially trained as a fierce warrior meant for bloody battles, a chill now rose from the depths of their hearts.
Even the fiercest feared those who did not value their lives. Kong Xuan never tired as he slaughtered flocks of Nether Cranes, beheaded the Dragon Race, butchered Sky-Swallowing Beasts, and bathed Black Demon Apes in blood... These Supernatural Beings had not come one or two at a time, but in organized formations, charging together in coordination.
Yet every group of massive creatures had been slaughtered in turn.
Now it was the Paper Saint Hall's spear-wielding hunting squad. Their spearheads snapped and shattered, while their flesh and blood burst apart.
"Can't even the Forbidden Magic Array suppress him?" someone roared. They did not fear a bloody battle; they feared that it would be meaningless. Where was the grand array said to suppress Ultimate Limit Breakers?
In fact, this array had indeed taken effect. It made Wang Xuan fight as though burdened by several planets, and blood had long since appeared on his body.
But this was not his true body. He did not care. It was only a lump of bloody mud; later, he could knead it around and rub it together, and it would still be restored.
Besides, did they really think