"Roar."
A dragon's roar rang through the entire Starry Sky. Beneath the thunder dragon, the five had no strength to resist at all, each one coughing blood as they were sent flying.
Naturally, Ye Lin gave them no time to catch their breath. With a flash, he appeared before them, slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and brought it down in a slash.
Endless Sword Qi tore through the void.
"Damn it, Heavenless Palm."
One of the young men endured the searing pain in his chest and suddenly struck out. A black palm imprint hurtled toward Ye Lin.
Yet just before the black palm imprint reached Ye Lin, it was already sliced into nothingness by the Sword Qi.
The young man was immediately swallowed by the Sword Qi, his body directly ground into pulp by the terrifying force.
Of the original five, only four remained.
"Kill."
Ye Lin continued his assault. The four below were utterly incapable of withstanding even a single move from him, dying one after another.
In the end, the last figure died beneath Ye Lin's sword. The Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor emitted an eerie crimson glow, and the corpses instantly turned into desiccated husks.
All their essence had been absorbed by the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor.
Elsewhere, countless Human Race experts charged into Myriad Source Mountain. Ever since the Golden Immortal experts had departed, these Human Race experts had completely let loose.
Now that there were no Golden Immortals, the battlefield belonged to them.
So long as no overwhelmingly powerful figure appeared, victory in this battle would be theirs.
The Human Race experts charged forward as if they had been pumped full of blood, slaughtering their way ahead.
The cultivators originally stationed at Myriad Source Mountain had no power to