"What... what kind of divine ability is this?"
The expressions of Wang Tianqi and the other two changed drastically. They could only feel a terrifying backlash surging through the array.
It shook their five viscera and six bowels until they churned violently.
"It's not over yet." Yang Lingtian's voice seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell.
At some point, he had already vanished from where he stood.
Man and sword became one, transforming into a gray streak of light too fast for the naked eye to catch.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still.
Between heaven and earth, only that ray of light remained, ignoring the distance of space.
It ignored the obstruction of blood qi and even disregarded the shackles of karma.
"Chaos Sword Art—Sever the Dao!"
Severing the heavens, severing the earth, severing all living beings—and severing that false Dao of yours!
This sword was too fast, too ruthless, too merciless.
It was so fast that Wang Tianqi had no time to react at all. He only felt his vision blur.
Then a heart-piercing pain erupted from his right shoulder.
"Pfft!"
A burst of bloody light exploded.
A thick, savage arm, along with the blood-red array disc controlling the formation,
soared high into the air, drawing a poignant blood line across the sky.
"Ah!!!"
A shrill scream reverberated through the heavens.
Wang Tianqi clutched his severed arm as blood gushed out like a fountain.
His previously overbearing demonic might instantly deflated like a punctured ball.
"My hand! My array disc!"
With the array disc's control lost,
the "Myriad Spirits Blood Fiend Great Array" enveloping all of Sunset Slope instantly fell into chaos.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The backlash erupted in full force.
The blood puppets that had still been attacking frenziedly exploded into powder