Departure

"What happened?"

Naturally, Niya did not listen to Ash. She brushed his hand aside and widened her eyes, trying to see what had happened on the mountain.

But the spectacle that came into view made her unable to resist pinching Ash's face hard. "Am I dreaming?"

"Pinch yourself..."

Ash turned his head and saw, at the Mountain Top at the end of the halo, a Crystal Sword Light piercing the sky. It was clear as glass, glittering, and shimmered with an azure luster. Even from so far away, the sword light was so sharp it felt as if it were pressed against Ash's pupils, sending a prickling pain through his whole body.

This was a miracle only a Swordsman could create. This was a volcano formed from tens of millions of swords. Even the chaotic White Mist had been forced to lower its head, and the boiling Black Sea did not dare raise waves that might disturb it.

Yet as a fellow Swordsman, Ash instantly saw through to the terror hidden beneath that breathtaking beauty.

Clang!

The sword light collapsed like a skyscraper, every tiny shard of sword light charging off to the ends of the world, howling as it scoured the mountains and shredded the sky!

The hidden legendary Swordsman wanted to clear the field, directly using a Map Cannon-level Swordsmanship Miracle to attack every hunter—or rather, every prey—in the mountains!

The Silver Light Flying Feather storm had ended, the Sorcerers' restraints had been lifted, and the other legends wanted to take this chance to clean out their competitors in the angel hunt!

"Close your eyes!"

Ash had no time to worry about whether Niya would resist. He clapped his hand over her eyes and unfolded his Holy Domain, and dizziness immediately surged through his head. His Spell Power