All at once, everyone's eyes fell upon the void as a spatial gate appeared, and Qin Luo slowly stepped out from within.
This scene left everyone present utterly stunned.
Within this Departed Emperor's Tomb, they had experienced the true taste of despair. Forget shattering the spatial barrier and leaving—even sending out a single message had become impossible.
Yet now, someone had opened a spatial passage from outside and arrived directly at the core of the Departed Emperor's Tomb.
Then what had all their desperate efforts over all this time amounted to?
Dongfang Zhuo narrowed his eyes. Holding the Human Emperor Sword, he coldly watched Qin Luo emerge from the void. Seizing the moment before Qin Luo had found his footing after arriving in this space, he wasted no words and slashed out with his sword.
"How dare you?!" Su Qichen roared, also sending out a sword strike in an attempt to block Dongfang Zhuo's attack.
Anyone with eyes could see that Su Qichen had an extremely close connection with the Qin Luo who had just appeared.
Dongfang Zhuo's strike carried an intense aura of the dead. It was exceptionally eerie and appeared tremendously powerful, but in Qin Luo's eyes, it was nothing more than that.
They were both in the Late World Lord Realm, yet Qin Luo's combat strength had long since left Dongfang Zhuo a hundred thousand miles behind.
Qin Luo likewise slashed out with his sword. The Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Art—Godslayer Sword, unsheathed.
Boom! Qin Luo's sword collided head-on with Dongfang Zhuo's strike with unstoppable momentum. The instant they clashed, Dongfang Zhuo's expression changed.
He could not withstand the terrifying force transmitted by the Godslayer Sword. He simply could not withstand it.
Whoosh! Dongfang Zhuo flew backward even faster than he had charged in.
Su Qichen had never imagined