Heaven and earth suddenly blazed bright.
Countless strands of Sword Qi poured down like exploding, shooting streams of light.
Every strand of Sword Qi was three feet long, crystalline and ethereal, yet contained fluctuations of the Great Dao Law that were peerlessly sharp.
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
The void was like a canvas, torn open with countless crisscrossing fissures—the traces left by densely packed Sword Qi streaking past.
From afar, beneath the heavens over Kunwu Mountain, it was as though a rain of swords had fallen, dense beyond measure and flickering endlessly, reflecting sword light like a glowing sunset.
It illuminated the mountains and rivers, stunning heaven and earth.
And when the rain of swords descended—
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Figures fell to the ground like harvested weeds.
Some had their throats pierced, some had their heads severed, some had their chests bored through, some had their Primordial Spirits crushed...
"No—"
Some cried out in grief and indignation, filled with unwillingness.
"Heaven is destroying my Ye Family! Heaven is destroying my Ye Family!"
Some shrieked madly.
"Save me, save me—"
Some screamed in terror.
...Blood was like vermilion cinnabar beneath the brush of a master painter, smeared across every corner of Kunwu Mountain, outlining a scarlet, horrifying tableau of beings in purgatory.
"Where are the hostages?! Order the Lion-Tiger Beasts to kill them all! If we die, they must not be allowed to live either!!"
An enraged roar echoed through the air.
"My lord, before this battle even began, those hostages had already vanished..."
Someone wailed in despair, only to have their neck pierced by a sword and die on the spot.
Gradually, all manner of shrieks and wails also faded away.
Blood mist filled Kunwu Mountain from top to bottom, leaving devastation as far as the eye could see.
"Su Yi,