That strike had no effect whatsoever. The man glanced at him, his eyes filled with indifference. It was the indifference of one who stood above the world and regarded all living beings as ants.
Without wasting words, the man had already made his move. He gripped a pitch-black blade in his hand and slashed forward.
The massive black slash tore through the void. The terrifying Dark Blade Draw Execution swept coldly across the air, rippling with power.
The Old Man's horrified eyes widened, his pupils shrinking slightly as he faced the black radiance drawing closer and closer...
Sss...
As the shadow passed through his body, crimson blood gushed from the Old Man's neck like a fountain, while his head flew into the air, severed from his body. The final sight he saw in his life was his headless body crashing heavily to the ground.
He had been killed with ease!
What a terrifying strike! Even a peak expert like the Old Man had been annihilated beneath that single blow.
The man slowly withdrew his gaze. His stern face remained utterly calm. Looking around, he said indifferently, "There are still too many bugs."
With that, he directly swung out a terrifying radiance imbued with darkness and hatred, sweeping it across the area.
In the blink of an eye, everyone within tens of thousands of meters—whether human or member of the Savage Beast Race—was killed.
At that moment, the shadow of the Mother of Savage Beasts appeared around him. She roared, "You broke our agreement! You promised me you wouldn't kill the Savage Beast Race."
"Shut up, bug." The man glanced at her indifferently, then grabbed her by the neck. With a casual squeeze, he crushed her.
At that moment, his gaze was filled with icy coldness, like an unparalleled demon god.