Besides Chen Daolin's, several other battlefield spaces also saw supreme experts who overwhelmed all others.
It was still that black-haired, curved-horned young man, his face wearing a disdainful expression as he pursued a soldier fleeing desperately on a golden flying shuttle.
Whoosh! His body jolted, instantly accelerating into a streak of light as he appeared behind the stunned soldier. His fierce sword slashed toward the man's body. "How is that possible? He's actually faster than me flying with my weapon!" The Spirit Reader soldier was unwilling and shocked. "Ah..." Seeing the sword light descend, he could only use his psychic weapon to resist. But the sword light was incomparably terrifying and unpredictable. It knocked his weapon away in an instant, and the next moment, it would have split him in two.
Whoosh~ A force of the world swept through, and the soldier vanished from the spot, reappearing outside the battlefield with lingering fear.
"Tch..." The black-haired, curved-horned young man spoke disdainfully before casually flying off in another direction.
The soldiers who had been fighting fiercely scattered like frightened birds and beasts upon seeing him.
"He's coming!"
"Run!"
During a brief large-scale melee earlier, these soldiers had all witnessed the black-haired, curved-horned young man's terror. He had carved straight through the battlefield alone. Even if everyone else joined forces, it had been useless. Describing that scene as a tiger charging into a flock of sheep would not have been an exaggeration.
Having seen how terrifying the black-haired, curved-horned young man was, who would still dare fight him? Everyone kept far away.
After chasing down two more unlucky fellows and eliminating them, the black-haired, curved-horned young man seemed to grow bored. He landed atop a volcano crater and sat on a rock, his purple eyes surveying the situations in the other battlefields.