At the same time, Pei Ling gave the City Lord no chance to change moves. He immediately swung his blade!
The Nine Souls Blade rose high. In an instant, his aura changed, as if he had become the exalted one of this world: towering as a mountain, powerful as thunder, solemn and awe-inspiring, looking down upon all living beings...
A gigantic crimson blade rapidly took shape in the sky above him.
It blotted out the heavens and covered the earth, stretching for thousands of miles like a red continent that spanned the entire sky.
Its mighty aura surged like an ocean, as if ten thousand mountains were crashing down from above—vast, turbulent, and unmatched!
The next moment, Pei Ling's voice rang out, grand and sonorous: "All!"
In an instant, enormous blood-red blades appeared across the sky, as though countless crimson continents had taken flight. They blotted out the sun, tinting the rolling black clouds in shades of scarlet.
They loomed towering and razor-sharp. For a moment, they halted the torrential rain. The blood-red blades hung in the sky, the drumming rain fell abruptly silent, and the crimson expanse stretched for thousands of miles...
Countless blades roared as they descended, slashing toward the City Lord!
Yet faced with these terrifying, colossal blades, the City Lord's expression did not change. He simply said, "Horse!"
His words fell like a decree from Heaven, and the laws of this world shifted once more.
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
Countless enormous blades crashed down. The vast marsh shook violently, and cracks spread like a web across the scorched, dried-out wasteland, racing in every direction.
Groundwater, magma, and muddy water erupted from the fissures, flowing unchecked.
Wuwang Marsh, which had lain desolate and still for who knew how many years, was now devastated and in ruins. Weeds rotted