The one who stepped out of the sword-qi rift was naturally Duan Po.
At this moment, he was wrapped in incomparably dense Slaughter Qi, utterly different from the Despair Aura Saine had carried when he emerged from the Despair World years ago.
Behind Duan Po—or rather, within the rift he had cleaved open—faintly visible blood-red figures were lunging in pursuit.
As those bloody shadows rushed toward him, they let out wave after wave of piercing shrieks that sent chills down one's spine.
Facing the Fallen Ones behind him, Duan Po, who had emerged from that special extradimensional space, frowned slightly.
He slowly raised the firewood chopping knife in his hand.
Behind him, the Immortal Trapping Sword erupted with dazzling white sword light, while the Immortal Slaughtering Sword gave off a bloodcurdling red glow.
As Duan Po suddenly chopped forward, three fierce blades of varying lengths swept directly toward the Fallen Ones.
A vast wave of blood surged forth in the process.
Although there were no lack of special Fallen Ones at the level of Half-Step Peak Despairers among them, none could withstand even a single blow from Duan Po.
The three intersecting, razor-sharp sword-qi blades crushed the extradimensional Fallen Ones while also sealing the space crack behind Duan Po once more.
As the aura belonging to that special space finally vanished, even the red light surrounding Duan Po seemed to fade considerably.
Duan Po let out a soft breath, and even his aura and bearing changed with it.
He glanced at the two swords behind him. After they swiftly burrowed into his body and disappeared, Duan Po looked around the empty, silent star region and then headed toward a certain region of stars.
The direction Duan Po was flying toward was precisely the Texas Star Region where Saine was currently