On the wasteland, fierce winds swept up clouds of sand and dust.
Three squads, nine figures, closed in from three directions.
Charging at the very front was the leader of the Mad Lion Realm.
His golden hair hung wildly loose, and he held two wheel-sized battle axes upside down in his hands.
To the left, the Black Marsh Realm captain was lean and gaunt, his skin carrying a sickly dark bluish tint.
To the right stood a burly man from the Iron Rock Realm.
Nine peak Profound Extremity experts!
Mockery glittered in every one of their eyes.
To them, this squad from Nine Provinces was nothing more than ants they could crush at will.
"Die!" The Mad Lion Realm leader grinned savagely as he raised his battle axes high.
At the same time, Lu Zhen showed no courtesy either.
"Clang!"
An incomparably clear sword cry suddenly exploded over the wasteland.
The flying sword left its sheath!
Rumble—
Lu Zhen erupted with his full strength!
A faint yet discernible edge clung to the flying sword.
That was Intent!
The faint Intent that could pierce anything and sever all things!
Terrifying foundations, combined with supreme skill at the faint Intent level.
One plus one was far greater than two!
This was a transformation in quality, an absolute crushing advantage!
"Go."
Swoosh—!
Between heaven and earth, it seemed as though only that single streak of sword light remained.
The sword light was so fast that the nine peak Profound Extremity experts had no time to react at all.
The sword flashed like a startled swan, tearing through the sky.
"Pfft!"
The savage grin had not yet faded from the Mad Lion Realm leader's face when the flying sword, empowered by faint Intent, pierced straight through his brow.
Immediately after.
The sword light traced