Immortal Realm, above the heavens.
The wind stopped.
It had not calmed naturally; it had been forcibly crushed by some power. The flowing air froze in midair, not even daring to tremble.
Auspicious clouds scattered, immortal qi fell into disorder, and Wang Xuan stood at the center of the firmament, gripping the pitch-black Great Evil King. His robes fluttered wildly as he looked down at the sprawling golden Jade Pavilions below.
"Kill!"
Dense roars erupted from below, shaking the glazed tiles until they rattled.
Over a hundred Royal Clan experts soared into the sky, all of them at the Heavenly Human Realm. Their auras intertwined, chaotic yet chilling.
Wang Xuan made no unnecessary movement. He simply unleashed Love of the City.
A peerless blade technique faster than light. This slash made no sound, created no wind pressure, and released no visible blade qi.
Yet the instant its edge swept through the Void, half the Immortal Realm's sky shattered.
Space itself was forcibly cleaved apart. Countless irregular fragments rolled and scattered, reflecting distorted light and shadows. Within the cracks, black nothingness could vaguely be seen, silently devouring everything.
Those Royal Clan Heavenly Humans who had risen into the air did not even have time for their pupils to contract, much less form a thought of defense, before their bodies were sliced into pieces by invisible blade qi.
Golden Royal Clan blood scattered through the air. Severed limbs and broken bodies rained down, smashing onto the Jade Pavilions and shattering them with thunderous crashes.
The Martial Dao Primordial Spirits that had yet to leave their bodies could not even release a wail before being ground into dust by the Space Rifts and vanishing without a trace.
Messages continuously flashed across the System Panel.
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