Hell lay empty; evil ghosts roamed the human world.
Countless ghosts and monsters roared as they charged forward.
There were gut-piercing ghosts dripping with blood,
ghosts whose eyes were stuffed full of roundworms,
and strength ghosts as huge as giants,
The appearance of countless ghosts even began to affect the surrounding space.
For a time, the Bone-corroding Yin Wind blew without cease, sweeping through the entire forest.
Eerie laughter and inhuman cries mingled together.
Xu Zimo slowly drew Overlord Shadow from his waist.
Overlord Shadow seemed very calm, as though these ghosts could not stir its interest.
Xu Zimo curled a finger and lightly flicked the blade.
A resonant clang rang out.
Heaven-shaking blade qi instantly burst forth from Overlord Shadow.
The ghosts charged swiftly, but Overlord Shadow's blade qi was even faster.
The blade qi swept across tens of millions of miles.
In an instant, wherever the blade qi passed, not a blade of grass remained.
It was as though everything had frozen.
Whether ghosts or sounds, all stood motionless.
After a short while,
a breeze drifted past.
All the ghosts turned to dust and scattered through the void.
One Blade Slaughters Hell.
"Too weak," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.
He raised his head and looked at the four remaining figures in the distance.
They were the Four Fiends.
At that glance, the four figures seemed to have lost their souls.
"Run!" the four of them roared.
They had originally come under the Ghost Kings' orders to probe Xu Zimo's true strength.
Yet they had found out nothing.
That man was unfathomable; with one slash, he had massacred the ghost clan's army.
How could they dare remain here any longer?
The Four Fiends tried to flee, only to find their legs as heavy as though lead blocks