Chen Hong had flown at high altitude for more than two hours, covering four to five hundred li in a straight line. Yet when he reached Chenlin Village, the sight before him shattered his composure.
Flames burned throughout the village. Scattered sounds of fighting, floodwaters surging through the streets, flashing sword light, and the towering Sword Peak all instantly ignited the fury in his heart.
Seeing more than ten thousand Wolf Bandits still fleeing on this side, he shot forward like a meteor tearing across the night sky, flying straight toward the front of their retreating ranks.
"Old Bug, I'll cut them off up ahead." Chen Hong swept over Chen Cong's head, leaving those words through a voice transmission.
Chen Hong stood suspended in midair, cold light blazing in his eyes. Behind him, the bright moon hung like a silver platter, pure and radiant, spilling clear light that made the earth gleam as coldly as ice and snow.
Above that vast road, his figure resembled a lone island standing amid wind and rain, steadfast and resolute.
As his voice fell, the surrounding air suddenly grew heavy, and every current of energy gathered around him.
"Ninth Soul Skill-Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin: Deep Sea Vortex!"
With Chen Hong's thunderous shout, fierce winds erupted behind him, and countless sword shadows began whirling rapidly around his body.
The densely packed sword shadows formed invisible vortices, colliding and surging against one another in an utterly breathtaking spectacle.
Chen Hong leaped above the wind and clouds. The sword shadows behind him rose with him, streaking through the dark night sky like flashes of lightning.
With a slight tap of his sword fingers, the rapidly spinning sword shadows seemed to roar like countless soul beasts in unison, striking terror into his enemies. Then, like