The Ghost Soldier Legion, which had suffered heavy losses but still exuded a terrifying aura, instantly turned into streaks of black light and retreated through the Golden Heavenly Gate.
As they withdrew, the ten-thousand-zhang-high Golden Heavenly Gate slowly closed again with a creaking sound.
The dark clouds and thunder in the sky receded like the tide.
The terrifying pressure weighing on the hearts of every living being across the Five Regions vanished as well.
The sky cleared once more.
It was as if the world-ending battle that had just taken place, and the Ghost Soldier Legion representing the Heavenly Dao Will, had all been nothing but an illusion.
But the ruins of Eastern Emperor Hall, razed to the ground and reduced to a vast basin, silently testified that everything had truly happened.
"They're... just leaving?"
Xiao Yang stared at the vanished Heavenly Gate, stunned.
He'd thought they were going to fight to the death. He'd even taken off his pants, and then they just up and left?
And they'd said they'd spare his life?
As if they could beat him in the first place!
Xiao Yang curled his lip, but didn't dare let his guard down.
He knew they weren't afraid of him.
They'd received new orders from the Heavenly Gate—or, more precisely, from the Heavenly Dao.
"The Immortal Path has opened, and the Heavenly Gate is about to open..."
"The sword in your hand is the key that will unlock everything, but it is also the source of your death..."
Xiao Yang mulled over the Ghost Soldier commander's final words, his brow furrowing.
He had a feeling this was far from over.
This so-called "Heaven Cleaner" was only the beginning.
A great storm, one that would sweep across the Myriad Worlds with him and the Immortal Slaying Sword at