Chi You had lost the last of his patience with these ants before him. By now, he had accumulated a considerable amount of expended power, and the Heaven-Splitting Axe in his hand had once again revealed its edge.
He wasted no more words. Once he slaughtered these obstacles, there would be even more heads outside waiting for him to harvest.
This time, he would massacre Chang'an, destroy the Heavenly Court, crush Spirit Mountain. He would kill until heads rolled and blood flowed into seas, until no one in the Three Realms could ever resist him again.
The blade of his raised axe flashed with cold light, and an overwhelming pressure descended on Nie Caizhu and the others like the might of the God of Death.
The moment of reckoning had finally arrived.
Just then, the tiny black speck floating in the void, nearly imperceptible to the naked eye, suddenly lit up with boundless black radiance and rapidly expanded.
A fair hand emerged first from the black light, accompanied by vast quantities of gray mist.
Immediately afterward, a figure darted out from the hazy fog and appeared before Nie Caizhu and the others. Mist shrouded his body like a billowing cloak of clouds, concealing his entire form as though an immortal had descended into the mortal world.
"Shen Luo..." Bai Xiaotian cried out.
In that instant, the expressions in everyone's eyes changed as they stared in astonishment at that hazy back obscured by mist.
Shen Luo did not turn around. He merely faced Chi You's strike and reached upward with one hand.
There was not the slightest trace of spiritual power or Magic Power flowing through his arm. Even his movement seemed somewhat slow, utterly unremarkable. Yet the result left everyone stunned.
His palm easily blocked the axe light from the